#Can't wait to celebrate my birthday tomorrow too!
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davishater ยท 2 years ago
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It's Matt's birthday today, so I'm posting his greatest official art of all time! โ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿคค๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿฅณ๐ŸŽ‰
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multific ยท 4 months ago
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Gifts and Cake
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Emperor Geta x Reader
Summary: Your marriage was arranged but your love for each other was not.
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Marrying him was not in your favour.
He took a liking to you at one of your father's parties and now, you were his wife.
Emperor Geta truly showed his other side to you.
While people saw a raging crazy man, he was kind and sweet with you.
An unmerciful ruler, but a kind husband.
He always made sure you had everything you wanted.ย 
And as your birthday approached, he came to you during the day.
Bursting into the room you currently sat, reading and eating fruit.
"Tomorrow is your birthday, My Darling Wife, I wish to know what it is that your heart desires?"ย his question was so sudden you froze for a moment.
"I believe I have everything because I have you, My Husband. But I do know you and you mean gifts, I simply wish for cake, you know my love for sweets and if it's not too much a new pet." you ended up saying.
"A pet? What kind? A tiger or lion perhaps?"
"No, nothing like that, I simply wish for a healthy kitten."ย 
"A kitten. Why a cat if I may I ask?" you watched as his face filled with confusion.
"I adore them, and I wish for a small companion to be with me when you can't." His eyes lit up at your words and a smile spread on his lips..ย 
"My Sweet Darling!" he kissed your hand before darting out of the room you smiled at his actions.ย 
He left just as he arrived.
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The next morning came, you woke up to your husband missing from his side of your bed, but soon, he entered with servants.
All carried presents for you.
"My Love! This day is special, we celebrate your birth after all! To show my love for you, these are all presents from me."ย 
"Thank you!" you smiled as the servants placed all gifts around you and left, leaving you and your husband who eagerly watched you and waited for your reaction.
You began with a smaller box, it had a beautiful new ring inside.
"To match my own." Geta spoke up and you looked at him, seeing his hand you noticed the same ring on his pinky.ย 
"I really like it. Thank you."
You looked at all the presents which included a lot of different jewellery, dresses and sweet things.
"I really liked everything, Geta. Thank you." you smiled as he waved a finger at you.
"Not everything. Of course, we will hold a party tonight, there will be cake as I promised and I still have one gift for you."ย 
The entire day went by pretty usual.
During the evening as promised, there was a party held in your honour.
You had so many sweets and enjoyed the songs. Your husband was there as you laughed and enjoyed yourself.
Caracalla was another pleasant surprise with his lovely gift. He arranged for you and Geta a lovely bath in a popular bathhouse.
But most importantly, your husband finally gave you your last gift.ย 
"As promised, My Empress, your new pet. Name him as you please." a beautiful white kitten sat in Geta's arms. Such a small and gentle being.
You stood up from your seat and your husband handed you the kitten.
"Thank you, My Love. I'm very happy. Today has been the happiest." you said with a smile and a kiss to your husband's lips.
"It is only the beginning, we still have much wine to drink and we will head to our chambers." he whispered the last part into your ears, and you smiled at him once more.
"I truly love you, Geta."
"And I love you, My Empress."ย 
You sealed your love with a kiss.
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mysteryshoptls ยท 6 months ago
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SSR Ace Trappola - Room Relaxation Voice Lines
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When Summoned:ย Yaaaawn, sooo sleepy... But it's a waste to keep sleeping! I think I'll roll around in bed some more.
Summon Line:ย Since it's my birthday, that means I can pretty much get away with askin' for whatever I want, right? Wonder what I should get my roommates to do for me...
Groooovy!!:ย No way, I overslept!? No way I can hit up the school with bedhead on my birthday of all days!
Home:ย Whew, now I'm feelin' fresh๏ฝž
Swap Looks: Guess I'ma go wash m'face...
Home Idle 1:ย I couldn't find the shirt I was gonna wear tomorrow, but it ended up being mixed in with my roommate's stuff. Annoyin' how that happens sometimes.
Home Idle 2:ย Ruggie-senpai forced some vegetable seeds into my hands. He said I better share some with him when I harvest 'em... Would this even grow that much?
Home Idle 3:ย You wanna know about this hoodie? I bought it at a clothing shop in Foothill Town. It's pretty comfy, and also perfect to wear as loungewear, don'tcha think?
Home Idle - Login:ย Don't birthday mornings just feel special? I'm so jazzed I even get really into doin' up my hair!
Home Idle - Groovy:ย Kalim-senpai threw me a huge party as a celebration even though I'm not in Scarabia... Maaan, he's always so insanely nice!
Home Tap 1:ย Sometimes I'll play darts or card games with my roommates. 'Though, there's one loud-mouthed, thick-headed idiot that's always gettin' in the way!
Home Tap 2:I can't even imagine what kind of present Malleus-senpai could pick for me๏ฝž I guess I got nothing to lose by asking him... Nah, never mind.
Home Tap 3:ย I got softer hair, so I get bedhead super easily. Man, I've been late so many times 'cause of it!
Home Tap 4: I was messin' with Sebek, pushing his buttons and sayin' he probably sucks at gift-giving, when he shouted, "I'll show you what I can really do!" Ahaha, oh, I totally can't wait to see what he comes up with๏ฝž
Home Tap 5:ย Eh, my hair's sticking out in the back!? Ugh, seriously? I thought I fixed it up. Guess I'll hafta fix it up in a flash during break.
Home Tap - Groovy:ย You like my taste in loungewear? I knew you'd get me. And see, I even picked these sandals in the same color to give it an overall coordinated look!
Duo: [ACE]: Can't wait to see how you'll celebrate with me, Kalim-senpai! [KALIM]: Let's dance, sing, and party hard, Ace!
Birthday Login Message: Oh hey, did you come to celebrate my birthday? Nice timing, we just finished morning basketball practice! My clubmates all wished me a happy birthday, too. Jamil-senpai said it as soon as he saw me, and by some miracle, Floyd-senpai gave me a very normal birthday greeting. I'm sure glad he was in a good mood๏ฝž Oh, hey. We should hit the Mystery Shop between classes. ...Hm? Why're you tensin' up? Huuuh? C'mon, I didn't say nothing about treating me, now diiid I? Hehe, see you later๏ฝž
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thef1diary ยท 10 months ago
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Birthday Buddies | O. Piastri
Summary: At a joint birthday party organized by mutual friends, you and Oscar find yourselves unexpectedly meeting for the first time while cutting the cake.
โ€” part of the Birthday Bash fics
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The days leading up to your birthday party were filled with whispers and excitement. Lando, your best friend, knew how much you loved celebrating your birthday, usually with a couple close friends, cake, and lots of alcohol.
Which is why, when he told you that his teammate's birthday was on the same day as yours, you were excited yet bummed. While you had a birthday buddy, who you still hadn't met, you thought that Lando would be spending his time with Oscar instead of you.
A couple days before your birthday, Lando brought up the idea of a joint birthday party, so you could meet Oscar and your best friend would still be able to spend time with both you and his teammate. Before you could answer verbally, your smile revealed your thoughts and the decision was made.
While you knew about the party itself, the details remained a closely guarded secret, shrouded in anticipation and mystery. With each passing day, you pestered Lando for some hints, mainly to annoy him rather than actually wanting to know what he planned.
"Hey, Lando, gimme a hint about the party," you asked, unable to contain your curiosity as you cornered your best friend.
Lando chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "It's literally tomorrow, you can wait," he replied, causing you to roll your eyes. "But I can't wait," you retorted.
"Sorry, mate, my lips are sealed," he replied, flashing you a knowing smile. "But I can't wait for you and Oscar to finally meet. It's going to be great."
You raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Lando's cryptic response. "What do you mean? Is there something I should know?"
Lando just shook his head, his smile widening. "I just have a feeling it'll be a good night," he said, patting you on the shoulder.
With that, he slipped away, leaving you with more questions than answers. The anticipation only grew stronger as the day went on, each passing moment filled with excitement for what was to come.
As the evening of the party arrived, the excitement in the air was palpable. Lando's home, which was where the party was held, buzzed with energy as guests streamed in, with laughter and conversation filling the room, creating an electric atmosphere.
"There's the birthday girl!" Lando exclaimed, making his way through the crowd to greet you, followed by a chorus of cheers and applause from others as they spotted you.
You smiled, feeling a surge of warmth at the enthusiastic welcome. "Hey, Lando! Thanks for putting all of this together," you said, giving him a grateful hug.
Lando grinned, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "Of course! Happy birthday," he replied.
Your smile grew, "thank you."
A close friend of Lando's was the DJ for the evening, Martin Garrix, who was sipping on a beer while bouncing along to the songs. As the music swelled and laughter filled the room, there was still no sign of Oscar.
"Hey, Lando, have you seen Oscar yet? It's his birthday too, after all," you asked, scanning the room in search of the missing birthday boy.
Lando chuckled, shaking his head. "Classic Oscar, always running a bit late," he replied, flashing you an amused smile. "But don't worry, he'll be here soon."
You nodded, feeling reassured by Lando's words. With that, you continue mingling with the other guests while awaiting the introduction to the person who you share a birthday with.
Once Oscar joined the party, he initially kept to himself, observing it all with a quiet curiosity. He took in all the detailsโ€”the colorful decorations, the lively chatter, the enticing aroma of food wafting through the air.
Despite his initial reserved demeanor, there was a warmth in his eyes as he walked through his teammate's home. He seemed content to simply soak in the atmosphere, taking everything in stride.
Occasionally, he would exchange polite nods and smiles with other guests wishing him a happy birthday, but for the most part, he remained on the periphery, content to observe rather than actively participate, even if he was one of the main guests.
Speaking of, his eyes wandered around to find you, wanting to meet the person who he heard so much about through Lando.
It wasn't hard to spot you since you were standing with a couple of friends, attracting all the attention to yourself as you told a story with loud hand gestures. Your laughter rang through the room, reaching Oscar's ears who couldn't help but smile as well.
However, before he could make a decision to walk towards you, he was roped into another conversation by some of his other friends, those he knew throughout his karting days.
As the evening progressed and the energy of the party reached its peak, Oscar began to relax and let his guard down. He found himself drawn into conversations with other guests, his quiet demeanor giving way to genuine engagement and laughter.
Your friends collectively began to rally around you and Oscar. "C'mon you two, it's time to cut the cake!" one of them exclaimed, giving you and Oscar playful nudges towards the center of the room.
And then, as fate would have it, he found himself standing by the cake table, right next to you.
Your gaze fixed on the colorful candles flickering atop the cake. Next to you stands a guy, presumably Oscar, who shares the same bemused expression as you.
As the room filled with the familiar melody of "Happy Birthday," you glanced at Oscar, who was already looking at you.
He leaned a tad bit closer towards you before speaking. "Happy birthday."
You smiled, repeating the statement to wish him as well before facing your friends who were singing the last couple words of the song, cheering once it was over.
With a shared smile, you and Oscar leaned in together to blow out the candles. "Don't forget to make a wish," you told him.
After a quick exchange of glances, you and Oscar closed your eyes and made silent wishes for the year ahead, earning cheers from the crowd.
You hand the knife over to Oscar, since you've been told many timesโ€”mostly by Landoโ€”that you shouldn't be trusted with any sharp objects, specifically knives.
"Any particular slice you're eyeing?" Oscar asks, his gaze drifting over the cake and making eye contact with you.
You laugh. "Honestly, they all look pretty tempting. But I think I'll go for the one with the most frosting."
"Good choice," Oscar says with a grin.
The crowd spreads throughout the home like earlier, chatting with each other as they wait for the cake slices to be served.
As he slices into the cake, you find yourselves chatting effortlessly. "So, how's your birthday been so far?" Oscar asks, a note of curiosity in his voice.
You shrug, a smile playing at your lips. "It's been great. Can't complain, especially with cake involved."
Oscar laughs, and you feel a flutter of excitement at the sound. "Same here," he agrees. "But I have to say, meeting you has been the highlight."
You feel a blush creeping up your cheeks. "Really? I mean, same here. It's not every day you meet someone with the same birthday."
"I may be biased but the best people are born on this day," he comments cheekily. You tilt your head back with a laugh, "I totally agree."
The conversation flows easily between you, and before you know it, the party fades into the background. He hands you a plate with a slice of cake and takes one for himself as well.
"So, what do you say we continue this conversation over a drink?" Oscar suggests, gesturing towards the refreshment table.
You nod eagerly. "I'd like that."
Soon enough, Lando wanders by you and Oscar, pausing when he spots you two sitting on a couch further away, chatting and laughing.
"Did I make a mistake by introducing you two?" He asks, putting his hands on his hips and frowns as he looks between you two.
"Totally," you state without hesitation. Oscar nods, agreeing with you, "I think I might just steal your best friend, mate."
Lando huffs before turning away but you saw the slight smile on his face revealing that he didn't have any problems with your blossoming friendship with Oscar.
When you turn to face Oscar again, he has a glint in his eyes and smiles before asking, "same day, next year?"
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russellsppttemplates ยท 11 months ago
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Fighting a losing battle (Lando Norris)
Even though Lando would never lash out, he didn't feel great after the race and he needed someone to be there for him
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Everyone expected the qualifying sessions to be tougher, but the MCL38 showed pace as Lando did beautifully going from Q1 to Q3,
The spirits were high in the garage as they congratulated eachother, some of the mechanics from Lando's side even flashing you two big thumbs up as they carried on what they needed to do to get the car back and prepare it for race day.
"I got P3!", Lando gave you a big smile that made his eyes squinty as he walked closer to you, having finished his media duties outside of the ones the social media team needed.
"Congratulations, baby! Only two tenths off of the RedBulls!", you cheered, wrapping your arms around his neck in a hug before kissing his lips.
"The pace is kind of there, and the weather for tomorrow looks nice, too, should be a good race!", he smiled, kissing your forehead one last time before he pulled you two apart, "are you good to wait here for me? The debrief should be long, but not gigantic".
"Yes, I'll wait here, go before they come for me and never let me be here again", you squeezed his hand before he let go, blowing you a kiss as he walked to the meeting room.
After the debrief, you went straight to a small dinner to celebrate Oscar's birthday and then back to the hotel, "would you perhaps want to shower with me?", you mused as Lando set his backpack in one of the chairs, "yes, sounds great", he smirked as he followed you into the bathroom.
You both peeled away all the clothes on your bodies, Lando doing it faster than you and turning on the water so it would warm up, "baby, you're so gorgeous", he groaned, taking your hand when you took off your panties and pulling you to him, his hands grasping your hips.
Lando couldn't take his eyes away from your body, whispering "I can't believe you're all mine" in your ear while squeezing your thighs, lightly tapping your butt and feeling your body jiggle from the small impact, "I love you, baby".
"I love you too, Lan", you let your fingers trail all the way from his damp curls to his chest, following the delicate lines and kissing his wet chest.
"Can I wash your hair?", he asked as he got the bottle from the indented shelf on the wall, letting you turn around and getting a full on view from your butt, sighing as he lathered the product on your hair.
Neither of you stepped inside the shower with a full on shower sex moment in mind, feeling satisfied with just spending intimate time together and caressing eachother's bodies to show how much you appreciated eachother.
"I want to wash your back", you claimed, Lando turning around this time and letting your rub his skin, delicate fingers untangling some knots and relieving pressure on his muscles before he felt your lips littering kisses everywhere you could reach. Any other time, he would joke about your infatuation for his back and how you seemed to prefer the part of his body that didn't show his face, but right now he was enjoying this as much as you were.
"Careful, don't slip", Lando encouraged you as he wrapped the towell around you after he did the same to himself, holding your hand as you stepped out and into the bedroom, changing in your sleeping attire, so shorts for him and a nightshirt for you.
You brushed your teeth together and did your skincare routine, kissing Lando's lips before putting on your lip balm.
Lando spooned you on the bed, tucking you in properly and kissing your cheek, "Good night, my love, sleep tight", he whispered as you softly snored away for the night.
You certainly weren't the point person any team would go to have opinion on any engineering or performance matters for the cars, but you weren't a stranger to it either.
The red flag at the beggining of the race definitely opened the possibility for tyre changes, but the team seemed happy with how they were running.
After the restart, everyone recognised the efforts Lando was making to hold his P3, Jon exchanging a few words with you every now and again, going as far as pointing out how long Charles' stint was to with those tyres, "He's loosing grip, though", you pointed out.
When you heard the request for Lando to come to the pits, you scrunched up your face for good. It didn't feel right and, even though you didn't have the data in front of you, their explanation on the radio didn't make too much sense, "George will get in front at the pit lane exit", you groaned as you watched it happen on the screen.
Lando kept mostly quiet until the end of the race, and whenever he spoke, both you and Jon noticed the bitterness in his voice, exchanging a look with you this time.
At the end, Charles climbed up to fourth place and after a few brilliant overtakes from your boyfriend, he ended up in P5.
As he dropped two places, your heart sank, realising that the team's strategy really didn't work well and that the looks you exchanged with your boyfriend's trainer definitely had some reason to it.
Lando went on for his media duties, politely answering all the questions and refusing to engage in the ones where the reporters mentioned a potential mistake from the team and wanted to perhaps get a more efusive reaction from him.
As Lando walked closer to the garage, you could feel an antsy aura around it, quickly dissipating as he smiled and thanked them for their work and efforts, mentioning the debrief and how they would discuss it then.
You set the headphones back in their place and leaned against the wall on the corridor to the driver's rooms, not wanting to be in the way as everyone tidied, organised and got ready for the work they still had ahead.
Lando walked by you, squeezing your waist and kissing your forehead, "I'm going to change for the debrief, then we need to record the wrap up video of the weekend and then we can go to the hotel, okay?", he checked with you.
"Of course, I'm not in a rush, love", you smiled, kissing his cheek and squeezing his hand in yours for a bit.
Patting Oscar's back as he passed by you, you found a spot in the lounge where you could hang out, overlooking the track while reading your book when your phone beeped with a text from Adam.
From Adam
Hey, Y/N!
I'm sure Lando is in debrief now - we dropped him a text -, but we just wanted to know how he is doing after that race!
Love, Adam and Cisca
The fact that his parents trusted your enough to send that message was enough to warm your heart, quickly typing a reply so they wouldn't get worried.
To Adam
Hello! I guess it's good morning for you ๐Ÿ˜Š
Yes, and I think this is going to be a long one! He's okay, not showing much, you know how he is - if he let's me, I'll get more information out of him!
From Adam
Yes, early wake up call today for us!
We're glad you're there with him, definitely eases our worries ๐Ÿค—
Smiling at the text, you couldn't help but agree. You knew Lando well enough to the point where you knew where his mind was taking him - dating for almost four years did that to a couple -, so you were happy that maybe you could be a sounding voice when it was just the two of you.
"Video is filmed - I have my shoes on now -", Lando offered and you quirked a brow at him, "so we can go, I'll just tell Jon since he's riding with us", he smiled, kissing the top of your head before you got up, grabbing your cardigan from his driver's room and bidding goodbye to everyone.
As you were being driven back to the hotel, Lando sat next to you while Jon was sitting facing you two, you let your fingers walk along your boyfriend's thigh until it found his hand, touching it with your pinky to begin with and test the waters. Lando reacted quickly, lacing your hands together and giving them a squeeze while looking at your eyes as a silent thank you, a tight lipped smile playing on his lips.
"Tomorrow's flight is quite early, so we'll just meet here and then head to the airport then?", Jon checked with Lando.
"Yes, I'll send you the details", the McLaren driver retrieved his phone from his pocket, tapping the screen as he confirmed the details of the flight.
"Have a good night then, see you tomorrow!", Jon said as he waved, getting inside his room before you and Lando made your way to the one you spent the last couple of nights in.
Lando went straight to the bathroom, feeling bad for needing to be on his own for a bit. You had been there for him for all the highs and the lows and he recognised the voice in his head saying he didn't deserve your support was probably lying to him. Still, he quickly showered alone and got out of the bathroom, a white towell hanging low on his hips as he looked for his shorts and underwear in his suitcase, putting them on and scrunching up his curls with the towell in an attempt of drying the locks while giving them some shape.
After placing the towels back in the bathroom, he got back to the room and looked at you, making you stretch your arms so he could lay his head on your chest and cuddle himself against your body.
"Hey, I love you and I'm proud of you", you said, wanting to push the subject but not wanting to do something he didn't want to.
"Will you still love me if I never get on the podium again?", he asked, half joking but also half speaking his true thoughts.
"Lando, I'll love you regardless of whether or not you stand on the podium or anything like that", you stated, "a year ago, P5 and P8 would've been a good result for McLaren and this weekend, a series of events can explain most of what happened for that - the development they have done and have been working on will pay off".
"We didn't bring anything new and still managed to be the third fastest car on the grid", Lando agreed with you, "but it's like I'm fighting a losing battle. RedBull are in their own league and Ferrari brought big, positive changes - it's everything from the speed, to how long they can go for, how longs they can stretch their stints and so on", he sighed, "I can't do much more than what I'm doing, can I?", he mused.
"You got the maximum points you could get considering where your car stands compared to the others, Lando, you did the best you could", you comforted.
"We spoke about it in the debrief and we all learned with it, it seems", he commented, "and overall, that was the most we could do".
"It was, and I'm so proud of you, your fans are proud of you, the team are proud of you, your parents are proud of you - have you texted them back?", you questioned.
"How did you know they texted me?", he raised his eyebrows in question. They always called him after a race, so it wasn't like you knew it out of habit.
"Your father texted me asking how you were - they were a little worried, too", you noted.
"I'm surprised mum didn't call you straight away - she's not shy on telling her children in-law how much she loves them, but I swear every time she talks about you, it's like you've been one of our own forever, which is only a matter of time realistically", Lando said, not thinking much about it until the words sunk in, "what I meant was that she always says you're really good for me and that I'm really lucky to have you - which I agree with - and I was-", he rambled on and you were sure he wouldn't shut up unless you stopped him.
Kissing his lips once he shifted enough and looked up at you, you cupped his face, "I lived hearing that", you mumbled.
"Good, that's good", he assured, "but yes, I texted them back and I called after we filmed the video - mum told me to give you a kiss on her behalf", he smirked.
"I haven't received such kiss", you pretended to wonder, looking around the room, "maybe I need to go and get that kiss from someone el-", this time you were the one interrupted with a bunch of kisses being pressed all the way from your forehead to your chin, stopping on your lips a couple of times before Lando settled his chin back above your sternum.
"I have no idea what I did to deserve you in my life", Lando mused, a smile playing on his lips as his hands crawled under your t-shirt and squeezed your tummy and waist softly, "but I'm glad you're here, with me", landing his head back in your chest, "I love you".
"Is that comfy?", you giggled, "your boobs? Always! They're the best, baby", he smiled, seeming a little more positive from the initial assessment you did on his mood earlier.
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banmitbandit ยท 6 months ago
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Pots 'N' Picks Week 2024: Day 7: Breakfast/Lunch/Dinner/Snacks/Dessert/Family/Goodbye
[Dungeon Meshi spoilers (with a big amount of canon divergence) and a long, long caption beneath the Keep Reading]
November 20th, 1484 Dear Senshi, It's been a little over eighty two years since you've been gone. In that time, Merrywinn, the newborn baby you held in your arms days before you passed, became a great-great-grandmother, and her funeral last week was as rancorous as every other half-foot funeral we attended. Soon, it will be my one thousandth birthday, and I can only hope that, like you and Marcille, that's when this curse will finally be lifted, and I can see you again. If that's true, then that means I'm the beginning of an end. Instead of twenty one years, Laios will only have to wait three until he dies after me, and Falin will only have to wait three after that. In twelve years from now, Izutsumi will pass on too, and the six of us will get to share a meal together once again. I've missed your cooking, sure, but most importantly, I've missed you. Do you remember when we first shared that bottle of wine in my new house in Kahka Brud, over nine hundred years ago, before we had the slightest idea that something was wrong? I told you that I didn't want to make you feel the way I felt when Fayfinn left me. You said you didn't care, that it was worth whatever small amount of time you had me. Obviously, it turned out that fate had different plans for us, that the Winged Lion had cursed Marcille too, that we'd each live as long as she would. It's been hard, but since then, you've been there for me every step of the way. When Fayfinn passed, when my girls passed, when their children passed, and theirs too. You've been there for everything, and I'm thankful for it, from the bottom of my heart. I knew I wouldn't be prepared to lose you, and I wasn't. But no matter how much I hurt, Izutsumi was worse, even if she'd never admit it, and I had to be strong for her, too. She's strong and independent, just like she's always been, since the day we met her, but you were the closest thing to a father she ever had. She loved you, Senshi. She said so herself at your funeral. I just hope she doesn't miss me enough to cry at mine. I don't care what dwarves or tallmen or elves think, you and I both know funerals are supposed to be celebrations. Fun is in the name, isn't it? I haven't been okay in a long time, but these days, I feel somewhat peaceful. I have lived my life to the fullest, like any good half-foot should. My birthday gets nearer and nearer with each passing day. Tomorrow, Lochlee, Merrywinn's great-grandson, is helping me collect my things so that I can return to Merini for Laios and Falin's birthday in a few days, and I plan to stay there at the castle until my time is up. I've packed the cheesecake recipe you perfected, and I'm going to sneak it to the cooks whilst Laios isn't looking. I'm sure he'll end up eating yours and Marcille's portions too, but I know you won't mind. After that, it's Marcille's birthday. Then Izutsumi's. Then mine. I'm looking forward to it; like funerals, birthdays are for celebrating. Even elves know that. I can't wait to see you again, Senshi. Yours, -Chilchuck Tims
An AU I proposed back in the Chilshi Nation server a while ago seemed to be a good way to break my heart when rounding off Chilshi week. A lot of people bring up the tragedy of Chilchuck and Senshi's lifespans being so different, and it makes me wonder what it would be like if Marcille's misguided wish had long term consequences.
This wasn't intended to be seven pages long with the lyrics to A Thousand Years by Christina Perri shoved in, but that's what it ended up being. The song seemed a little too perfect not to include.
All of my Chilshi posts were drawn up on the day, and I used them mostly as an excuse to experiment, whether it be posing, body types, shading, comic layouts... My later entries got to be a little more ambitious with what I wanted to do with them, so they're maybe not as polished as I would like them to be, but I hope you can enjoy them anyways.
Whilst I'm here, I'd like to extend a special thankyou to @dumblilracoon for dealing with my awful brainstorming and struggling all week. Couldn't have done this without you. And of course, the Chilshi Nation discord server for being so lovely! :)
If you reblogged or liked or commented on even one of my Chilshi week posts, thankyou so much! Chilshi week has been a blast and working on it and seeing all the lovely art and writing that's come up from it has been a treat.
Happy Chilshi Week, everybody!
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copinghex ยท 6 months ago
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Sincerely yours, me | T.S
Summary: Tommy receives anonymous gifts and letters. All the signs point to a single conclusion - he has a secret admirer.
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The first gift was misinterpreted, as harmless as it could be, a man like Tommy wouldn't simply eat anything sent to him.
Sitting in the kitchen with a cup of tea, Polly waited for Tommy to get home. On the table, a delicate box from a nearby bakery and a letter caught everyone's attention, not only for the gesture but also the date.
If anyone would search for Thomas Shelby in city registers, all they'd find would be his army register, indicating his date of birth was 19th September, months earlier than the true date, a cold Wednesday morning of November. Whoever sent the gift was close enough to the family to not be fooled by the erroneous papers.
That day, Tommy entered the kitchen in quick steps, unconsciously or not, he always worked more on his birthday, not being particularly fond of celebrating.
โ€œIs anything special about the age of thirty?โ€ Polly asked.
โ€œ...no,โ€ noticing the suspicious gifts on the table, Tommy reached for the letter, the envelope contained no information other than his own name, โ€œwho bought this?โ€
โ€œNo one, it was left on the door this morning,โ€ she turned the box to show him the bakeryโ€™s name, โ€œthe place isn't cheap, they wouldn't leave it at the door without someone to collect it,โ€
โ€œSo someone ordered and left it at the door,โ€ Tommy concluded.
โ€œWhat does the letter say?โ€
The first thing Tommy noticed was the calligraphy, it wasn't neat nor horrendous. He could see the author tried their best to look nice.
Dear Tommy,
Originally, I was excited to write you this letter. Now that I have your cake and shall deliver it tomorrow, it makes me question if this was a good idea.
I believe birthdays are meant to be celebrated with those we have dearly. You seem to think otherwise, nevertheless, I hope you (and your family) enjoy the flavor I picked.
I wish I had bought you a gift as well, I had an eye on a pocket watch from a pawnshop in London, it'd seat nicely with a brown three piece you have, unfortunately my budget is not endless.
I hope you enjoy your birthday and wish you all the happiness, prosperity and good fortune.
Sincerely yours, me.
P.S I've taken notice I mentioned the cake spent a day in my house, if the thought ever crosses your head, do not worry, it cannot have spoiled, I kept it on the ice box all the time โ™ก
โ€œSo?โ€ Polly questioned.
โ€œTake a look at the calligraphy,โ€ he handed her the letter, โ€œdoes it look familiar?โ€
โ€œNot at all, I can check in the books, but it's too neat to belong to any of our men, also there's a heart in the end,โ€
โ€œAlright,โ€ he sighed, โ€œI want you to go to the bakery and ask who ordered it, then ask all the neighbors about the person who left it at the door, anything is useful,โ€
โ€œOh, for Christ's sake! I've things to do but to investigate a birthday cake!โ€
โ€œPolly,โ€ Tommy opened the box, โ€œwhoever sent this is watching from close, what do they plan to do with all this information? It can't be good,โ€
โ€œAlright,โ€ she sighed, โ€œI'll ask, but I bet is nothing more than some of the neighborsโ€™ daughters wearing her heart out for you,โ€
โ€œFucking finally,โ€ John suddenly entered the kitchen, โ€œPolly said we'd only eat when you arrived,โ€
โ€œNo one is going to eat,โ€ he looked at the cake, the white topping could be easily deduced as vanilla while the bottom was chocolate.
โ€œWhat?! What not?โ€
โ€œWe don't know who fucking sent this, it can be poisoned,โ€
โ€œOr someone wants to send a message,โ€ Polly added.
โ€œOr it's just fucking cake,โ€ John argued, โ€œugh, forget it,โ€
As John left, Tommy threw the box in the trash, the light sweet scent rose up to his nose and looking superficially, it seemed like nothing but an innocently sent birthday gift. He wouldn't risk it though, if he was wrong about it, it'd be shameful to die over a piece of cake.
Weeks went by without further information, all the bakery was able to tell was that the person who made the order was a woman, nothing they hadn't already deduced. The dust settled, with no signs of danger or special dates coming by, nothing disturbed Tommy's routine.
The second gift was delivered by Scudboat, at the end of a shift in the betting shop he sneaked his head into Tommy's tiny office with a bulky envelope.
โ€œTom? I'm going home,โ€ he said.
โ€œSee you tomorrow,โ€ Tommy didn't lift his eyes from the papers on the desk.
โ€œSomeone left this on my desk today, it's for you,โ€
His shoulders dropped in a tired move, one more problem was everything he didn't need, โ€œWho did? Did you see?โ€
โ€œNo, we had a full house today, I'm sorry, man,โ€ Scudboat left.
First, a wooden horse fell from the paper. The delicate miniature wasn't bigger than a pocket watch, but the details revealed it was made by talented hands.
Dear Tommy,
Although throwing the whole cake away did offend me, I admit I'm the one at fault for this huge miscalculation, I have no enemies myself and yet, I'd be hesitant to eat something anonymously sent to my door.
Therefore, please accept this horse as a gift instead. It sat dusting up on my shelf for way too long, if you ask me, it resembles Monaghan boy.
Sincerely yours, me.
Tommy placed the miniature in the corner of his desk, it immediately set amongst his other belongings as if it was made to be there.
Slightly crumbling the paper, he fought the urge of ripping it apart, no harm was done and he couldn't find any subtle threats between the lines, but the thought of being observed made him tremble.
The possibility of someone being truly in love with him crossed his mind and was quickly shaken off. Tommy knew he wasn't lovable, at least not anymore, at most it must be infatuation from a stupid woman.
Putting the letter in a drawer, he carried on with his paperwork.
The third gift came three weeks later, when Tommy thought she had given up on him. A worn out bracelet he recognized from an Appleby fair, years ago he bought one for Greta Jurossi and managed to sneak up some more while the seller turned around to get his change. He remembered distributing them amongst her friends.
Those faces were all blurred in Tommy's memory now, shadows from a past that seemed so distant it felt like another life.
The envelope wasn't neat like the previous ones either, delivered by Ada herself, all she offered as explanation was an entertained smile and a โ€œread the letter, Tomโ€
Relief washed over him learning that Ada was the one collecting information. The worryโ€™s weight left his shoulders and then, the whole scenario felt as laughable as a joke.
Tommy,
It has come to my attention that my letters do you more harm than good. What a shame, I had planned to toy with you a while longer, but seeming it doesn't have the expected effect, I believe there's no option other than revealing myself.
I assure you I never intended harm and Ada was of great help in keeping an eye on you. Please, do not be upset at her, she was manipulated by having me watching Karl whenever needed.
Thomas, you are very dear to me, I've made it clear through the last few months, because of it, I'll be at the Garrison this Friday from 17:00 to 18:00, at the last table in the corner, we've never been complete strangers so you'll recognize me.
All I ask you is to not show up with selfish intentions, to mock me or satisfy your curiosity. I want to be someone close to you, someone you trust and perhaps like. If this possibility exists, come meet me, if your heart is permanently closed, I understand, but please do not come.
Sincerely yours, //////////
Tommy slowly put the letter down, the red scribbles where her name should be evoked sympathy within him. He imagined a simple girl, a silhouette between Greta's friends, switching pen colors and ruining the end of a tidy letter.
Lighting up a cigarette, he rubbed his tense brow, decisions that involved others were always harder and he doubted he'd get used to it someday.
He also couldn't deny curiosity was eating him alive, he needed to know who was sweet enough to look away from the atrocities he committed after France and still love the man he became.
Love, the word sounded so foreign to him he made a decision. He'd go to the encounter, even if he wasn't sure he wanted a relationship, having someone who loved him would be useful.
The week went by fast, around a quarter to five Tommy ordered everyone out of the Garrison, two cups and a whiskey bottle waited with him. He wouldn't define what he felt as excitement, perhaps satisfaction in finally closing that case.
Leaning on the counter, he stared at the doors, a hesitant shadow showed up on the glass panel, the knob moved down and a few seconds passed until she got in.
Her eyes widened seeing the pub empty, a shiver ran down her spine as her eyes met his squinted ones. She gulped, frozen at the entry. Tommy sized her up and his gaze softened, an afternoon tea at the Jurossiโ€™s house years ago, he'd barely noticed her, apparently she had noticed him.
โ€œYou came,โ€ she greeted.
โ€œI was curious,โ€
โ€œTommy, I asked you to not-โ€
โ€œYeah,โ€ he interrupted, โ€œit was brave of you to keep me in the dark for so long,โ€
โ€œIt was barely two months,โ€
โ€œCould've been much more if so you decided,โ€
โ€œWhy would I? You didn't see to enjoy myโ€ฆ admiration at all,โ€
Pouring them drinks, Tommy called her to the counter. She shyly smiled as he handed her a glass and made a tiny toast.
โ€œIt was clever,โ€ he complimented, โ€œI recruit clever people,โ€
โ€œSo this is business focused?โ€ she looked down, disappointed.
โ€œAmongst other things,โ€ with his glass, he lifted her chin, โ€œI think we can achieve great things together,โ€
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cirilla-fiona-riannon ยท 1 month ago
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แด›สœแด‡ แด…แด€ษดษขแด‡ส€แดแดœ๊œฑ แดกษชสŸแด…แด„แด€แด› แด„สŸแดœแด๊œฑษชสŸส ๊œฑสœแดแดก๊œฑ แด€๊œฐ๊œฐแด‡แด„แด›ษชแดษด
Translations may not always capture the exact nuances or tone of the original text. Expect grammatical errors and inaccuracies. Not proofread.
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Emma: "Prince Kagari's birthday is today?"
Townswoman: "Yes, it's become a tradition for the whole town to celebrate."
Emma: "So that's why it's so lively today."
(I had no idea it was Kagari's birthday.)
The townspeople were particularly excited, and the sweet smell of dorayaki filled the air from every direction.
Townswoman: "You should celebrate Prince Kagari too."
Townswoman: "I'm sure he'd be thrilled if someone as special as you sent him good wishes."
A woman I'd gotten to know since coming to Kogyoku flashed me a cheerful smile and gave me a gentle push.
Townswoman: "If you're having trouble picking a gift, I'll help you out!"
Emma: "Thanks, but since it's a special occasion, I'd like to come up with something myself."
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(This feels kind of weirdly pressuring. Or is it just me?)
Satisfied with my response, the woman cheerfully left after offering a few words of encouragement.
(Kagari's helped me more times than I can count since I got to Kogyoku. Whether or not I'm special to him, I can't just ignore his birthday now that I know about it.)
(Alright.)
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(Wait, what's this ridiculously long line?!)
When I packed my gift and made my way to the castle, I found the square completely packed with people who had come to celebrate Kagari.
(Swordsmen, nobles, commonersโ€”wow, that's a huge crowd.)
At the front of the line, a striking figure with red hair caught my eye.
He was expressionless, silently receiving greetings and tributes one after another.
(Prince Kagari looks completely detached, like it has nothing to do with him. He doesn't seem happy at all.)
I stood on my toes to get a better look, and our eyes met.
(Did he just catch me staring? He's always quick to notice when someone's looking at him.)
I looked away and took cover by a nearby cherry blossom tree.
(What should I do? It's going to be difficult to celebrate with this many people around.)
(I really wanted to celebrate on his actual birthday, but maybe I should come back tomorrow. Wait, what?)
When I glanced back, Prince Kagari was gone.
Instead, his attendant was standing there, and despite not being the prince, people were still offering celebratory words and gifts.
It was a weird sight.
Kagari: "You're wide open, Princess."
(!?)
I turned toward the voice, and a hand suddenly covered my mouth.
Before I could react, he pulled me into the shadows beneath the tree, my back gently pressed against the trunk.
Emma: "Mmph!"
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(When did he even get behind me?!)
I struggled, but he effortlessly pinned me against the tree, his face now dangerously close to mine.
For a second, I thought my heart would stop.
Kagari: "Will you behave?"
I nodded frantically, and only then did he finally let go of my mouth.
But the distance between us didn't change. He placed his hands on the tree, keeping me trapped.
(Calm down, Emma.)
(He's probably just staying this close to avoid being seen by others.)
I instinctively lowered my voice, careful not to let my breath brush against him.
Emma: "Why are you here?"
Kagari: "I saw you."
Emma: "So you came to see me?"
Kagari: "You called me."
(Is that how he saw it?)
A mix of guilt and a strange, fluttering warmth settled in my chest.
Kagari: "If you were planning to stand in line, you should give up."
Kagari: "That line won't die down until nightfall."
Emma: "That longโ€ฆ?"
Kagari: "And at night, there's a banquet. It'll go on until dawn."
(Spending an entire day celebratingโ€ฆ The Yaksha of Kogyoku really goes all out.)
I was impressed, but his expression remained blank as always.
He gazed at the never-ending line of people as if it had nothing to do with him, his detached demeanor unfitting for someone being celebrated.
(I feel like Kagari doesn't care much about his birthday.)
(What if he finds it annoying that I came?)
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Kagari: "So? Why are you here?"
I instinctively looked away.
Emma: "I was just curious since there are so many people."
(I can't bring myself to say I also came to celebrate.)
I hid the bag with the present behind my back.
Kagari was silent for a while.
An awkward silence fell between us, making the noise around us feel distant.
(I hid it, but I wonder if he noticed.)
But Kagari didn't say anything more about it and just grabbed my arm.
Kagari: "Princess, will you come with me?"
Emma: "Huh? W-Wait, Prince Kagari?"
He stealthily led me toward the castle, barely giving me a choice. Once inside, he unceremoniously shoved me into a room before disappearing and returning with a large basket.
Kagari: "First, put this on."
Emma: "A hakama?"
Kagari: "Next, wrap this around your face."
Emma: "A scarf?"
Kagari: "Lastly, wear this at your waist."
Emma: "Aโ€ฆ sword!?"
Kagari: "Tie your hair into a single ponytail."
Emma: "Umโ€ฆ?"
(Why are we suddenly having a dress-up session?)
I accepted each item as he handed them to me, tilting my head in confusion. But then, without hesitation, he picked up the hakama and reached for my clothes.
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Kagari: "If you don't know how to wear it, I'll help."
Emma: "N-No! I got this!"
(I have no idea what's going on, but this can't possibly be bad, right?)
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eternalsams ยท 2 years ago
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The Olive Theory โ‡ด J.Seresin
pairing: Jake Seresin x fem!reader
warning/content: this is a Soulmates!AU, bit of angst but quickly replaced by fluff, they're so in love it makes me sick, young!Hangman (in his early twenties), naval academy inaccuracies
summary: In a world where you learn a detail about your soulmate on each of your birthdays, you think you found your pair years ago but you're completely caught off guard on your 24st birthday.
word count: 1.6k
a/n: English isn't my first language so please take that into consideration.
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You were twirling the phone cord around your finger, giggling at something Jake said at the other end. Your gaze was fixed on the ceiling but all your attention was to the man speaking to you. Jake had to leave Texas a few months ago for the Navy Academy after you both graduated at the Austin University. "When's the next time you're coming home?" You asked, kicking your legs in the air. Jake smiled, even though you couldn't see him, and he shook his head. "I don't know sweetheart..." Oh, but he knew. "Probably for the holidays." You tried not to sound too disappointed when you responded. "That's great. I can't wait to see you." You let your legs fall back down on the couch and straightened up. "I hope you're having fun." You smiled softly. "I am, it's great. I can't fly a jet yet, but they have us do some pilot shit in a simulator. It's not the same feeling but I love it!" You smile even more at the excitement in his voice, the distance was hard but knowing he was in his element made it worth it.
"What are you planning for tomorrow?" He then asked. Tomorrow you would celebrate your 24th birthday, but you didn't have the mood to celebrate anything without Jake. He hadn't missed a single birthday for 7 years and tomorrow would be the first one you spend apart. "I don't know yet... My mom wants us to go see a movie but I'm not really feeling like it..." You rubbed a hand on your face, trying to contain the tears for spilling. "Y/n..." You heard Jake sigh. "I know, I know. But I just miss you so much..." You murmured. "I miss you too, sweetheart..." He responded and the line was silent for a moment. You thought he had hung up before you heard his voice again. "You're ready to learn something new about me?" He said with a certain tease in his voice. Oh yeah, you almost forgot about that. Tomorrow you would find an envelop in your mailbox, containing a small detail about your soulmates. You knew Jake was yours, every year all the letters you got matched perfectly with him, and his with you.
"I'm pretty sure it's gonna say that you'd wet your bed until you were 8." You laughed heartedly. "Hey! It happened once and it's because I was sick! I knew I shouldn't introduce you to my mom in the first place..." You laughed even more and the melancholy you felt a minute ago disappeared. That was the thing about Jake, he always managed to bring a smile on your face. "Alright, sweetheart. I'm gonna have to go. I gotta get up early tomorrow, I'm gonna see my first jet up close." He said excitedly, making your smile widen. "Okay, cowboy. Have fun tomorrow, I'll text you whatever stupid thing I learn about you." You heard Jake laugh and you exchanged 'I love you's before hanging up. You sighed and rubbed your eyes, wiping away the tears forming in the corners.
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You woke up the next morning with a smile on your face, you threw your legs out of the bed, slipped on your slippers and ran to your mailbox. You grabbed the envelop and ran back inside. You softly chuckled, anticipating whatever you're gonna learn about Jake. You silently wished it would be something embarrassing so you could have a good laugh but when you read the words on the letter, your smile immediately fell. They love olives. No, it couldn't be. Jake didn't like olives, he always gave you his. On pizzas, in salads. You've never seen him eat a single one olive since you've met him. You stayed frozen for what seemed hours before you heard knocks on your door. You knew it was your mom, and seconds after, the front door opened and you could hear your mother's voice. She joined you in the kitchen and stopped in her tracks when she saw you. "What's wrong, baby?" Your gaze stay focused on the wooden table and you gave her the letter. You didn't trust your voice from quivering if you spoke right now. She read the words and dropped the letter on the table before wrapping her arms around your shoulders. "Oh, honey... It's gonna be okay..." Jake wasn't your soulmate. You just couldn't believe it, everything was going perfect with him, even if the distance made it hard, you really thought you found your pair with him. But you were destined to be with someone else, someone who loved olives. And Jake was destined to be with another person.
Jealousy and anger took over your body and you ripped the letter and envelop to pieces. You knew you didn't have to follow what the letters told you, you could stay with Jake and everything would be fine for the both of you. But now that you knew he wasn't your soulmate, you would always think about that other person he would be happier with. You couldn't think about being happier than with Jake but you really didn't want to think about Jake being happier with someone else and leaving you for someone better than you. You then stayed home with your mom, forgetting about the movie and whatever you guys planned for your birthday. From time to time, you'd find yourself crying silently and then quickly wiping the tears to give a reassuring smile to your mom. That until you heard the doorbell ring. You were curled up on your couch, hugging a pillow and wrapped up in a blanket Jake got you last winter. Your mom got up and went to answer the front door, murmuring something before you heard the door close.
"Sweetheart?" Your head immediately raised at the sound of that voice and your eyes widened. "Jake? What are you doing here?" You straightened up and got up from the couch, dropping the pillow and the blanket on the floor. "I'll leave you two alone. Call me if you need anything, okay?" Your mom said before kissing your cheek and then Jake's before leaving the house. "Jake, what are you doing here? I thought you had class..." You asked with glassy eyes, your voice breaking and betraying your mental state. Your boyfriend dropped his duffle bag on the floor and reached for you, wrapping his arms tightly around you. "I wanted to surprise you. What's wrong? Did you learn something so embarrassing you don't wanna be with me anymore?" He tried to joke but the reality caught you and the smile he wanted to see appear on your face never showed up. That's when he knew something was very wrong. "Okay, let's sit down for a bit and you'll tell me everything, okay? Just calm down and breathe deeply." You both sat down on the couch and you curled up against him, listening to his heartbeat and timing your breathing with his. He was rubbing your back the whole time, kissing the top of your head and whispering reassuring words into your ear.
Once you calmed down and pulled away from him and looked into his eyes. "You're not the one I'm supposed to be with..." You murmured and he froze. He looked like a kicked puppy and you hated yourself for being the one responsible for how sad he looked. "What...? No. That's not possible, everything matched." He ran his fingers into his hair as he got up from the couch and paced around the living room. "What did it say? Where's the envelop? I wanna see." He looked back at you with incredulous eyes. "I shred it to pieces... It said..." You calmed your voice and took a deep breath. "It said my soulmate loves olives." You looked down at your hands on your lap and heard Jake chuckle. You frowned and looked up at him with confusion written all over your face. "This is not funny, Jake." You almost felt offended he would laugh about something like this. The soon-to-be-pilot stopped laughing and sat back down next to you, taking your hands in his. "I'm sorry, it's not. It's not funny. It's just that... I am your soulmate." He said with a soft smile. "Jake, no-" But before you could keep talking, he stopped you, placing his fingers on your lips. "No, I am your soulmate, Y/n. I love olives, I do." You frowned and took his hand, pulling it away from your mouth. "What? But..." You really didn't understand what was happening...
"You remember our first date in high school?" Of course you remembered, you skipped your last class of the morning to go get pizza and go to the park next to your high school. You shared one pizza and that's when you learned Jake didn't like olives. Well, apparently he did. You nodded and stayed silent, waiting for his explanation. "When you took that first bite into the pizza, I asked you if you liked olives. But not because I didn't like them, it was because I saw how much you loved them. I wanted to make you happy and I did. You were so excited to get my olives as well as yours. I just never told you so you didn't feel bad for stealing my olives." He explained and you let out a deep sigh. You felt your eyes water and you threw yourself in Jake's arms, embracing him tightly. "So we're still soulmates...?" You asked in the crook of his neck. "As long as you'd let me." He kissed the spot just between your neck and your shoulder before pulling away and looking straight into his eyes. "Happy birthday, Sweetheart..." He gently smiled and you giggled before kissing him deeply.
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chuuyasheaven ยท 1 year ago
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โ™ก Everything for you, my love. (pt 2) โ™ก
Tags: Chuuya Nakahara / afab! Reader, sexting?, sending nudes, Reader's a bit drunk, Husband! Chuuya, EVERYTHING IS CONSENTED, rough sex?, pet names (doll, baby, angel, sweetheart), praising (afab! receiving), spanking (like once), birthday sex, slight teasing, overstimulation?, Reader's wearing lingerie+thighs highs (also has thick thighs), dumbification?, might contain grammar errors, rushed, etc.
Notes: I WANT NEED HIM TO DO THIS TO ME ๐Ÿ˜”
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It really sucked that your husband, Chuuya, had to work, especially on your birthday! He said that he won't have to tomorrow, but you needed him. What's a birthday without him fucking you dumb? You thought about asking him to leave early, but knowing he'll won't. Then you came up with something else. .
You: Hey Chuuya Chuuya: Hey You: I miss you, can't you come home early? :( Chuuya: I wish i could, I'm really sorry, baby. I swear when I come home we can celebrate your birthday You: When will you come home tho? Chuuya: I don't really know, 9pm? You: But that's way too long! Chuuya: I know, I'm sorry I'll try to hurry up okay? You: Alright, let me send something to make it better! ;) *3 attachments sent*
When Chuuya clicked on the photos, his eyes widened. Three photos of you in black laced lingerie with matching thigh highs, all in three different angles. You were lucky he was in his office, anyone could've seen these if he wasn't careful enough!
Chuuya: Are you really gonna do this to me? You: Can't I send you some selfies? Chuuya: I'll be home soon, you better prepare yourself.
You put your phone next to you, waiting for him to arrive. You started feeling excited, thinking about how he would fuck the living daylights out of you. After waiting for two hours, you heard the door open, footsteps making their way to you. Just as you sat up, Chuuya walked through your bedrooms door. He kept on walking until he stood before you, grabbing your chin to make you look at him. "So you could've come home sooner?", you asked in a teasing tone. "It's complicated, but it's not important right now.", Chuuya said, letting go off your chin to pull you on your feet. Chuuya then smashed his lips against yours, his hands now sliding down to your waist.
Separating from eachother, Chuuya continues to speak. "Couldn't my wife wait for me to come home?", he teased, you giggled before responding. "Chuuya, it's my birthday. What kind of birthday would it be if I wasn't spending it with my husband?", Chuuya chuckled before sitting down onto your shared bed, patting his lap as a signal for you to sit down. As you did, he stroked your hair gently, kissing you again. From kissing you deeper, he tasted some light wine in your breath. After the make out session, his hand made it's way to your thighs. "You look so fuckin' beautiful, doll,", he said.
His hand slid down to your black laced panties, playing with your cunt through your panties. Your breath got heavier as he got you wetter than you were before. "You're already wet?", Chuuya asked with a smirk on his face. Your hands made it down to his belt, trying to unbuckle it. When his belt was unbuckled, you then removed everything else in the way until you got his dick out. Before you can fuck yourself on it, he wanted you to beg first. "Nuh uh. You gotta ask nicely first, sweetheart.", you groan in slight frustration before doing what he said. "Please, Chuuya. . I need you so bad right now.", all he did was nod while pushing your panties to the side. You put it inside you and whimpered at the feeling of stretching you out.
Waiting a bit for it to adjust, Chuuya kissed you again. "Now ride me like a good girl, alright, baby?", you nodded, starting to move your hips trying to find a rhythm. His hands on your hips guiding you how to move. As soon you got a steady rhythm, you started to whimper louder while Chuuya was grunting softly. "Sโ€“shit, keep going, doll. .",you sped up a little when you suddenly felt a spank on your ass. "Who's a good girl f'me, hm?", you got even more turned on because of the spank when another one was heard. "Answer my question, baby. Who's being a good girl right now?", "Me, Iโ€“i am!", you choked out. It wasn't long until you came around him, gushing around his cock as he came inside you.
You were trying to calm down before Chuuya easily picked up and laid you onto the bed. He took off your panties and threw them somewhere. "I can't let the birthday girl do all the work, now can I?", Chuuya slid inside you and waited a few seconds before moving, when you adjusted again, he started to thrust into you. His pace was slow and rough, his grunts becoming more audible. Your whimpers turned into moans now, which were music to Chuuya's ears. He got faster, picking up both of your legs and positioned them on his shoulders, resulting him to fuck into you deeper. You already felt your second orgasm near, chanting his name like an prayer. "You're doin' so goodโ€” fuck. . so pretty for me, aren't you, angel?", he praised you again.
"Chuuya, 'm closeโ€” ah!", you tried to warn him but he kept on thrusting into you, needing you to gush around his dick once more. "You wanna cum? You wanna cum around my cock again, huh?", at this point you weren't able to talk right now. "Tell me, who was being good tonight?", you tried to really answer but all what left your mouth were only either his name or moans. "C'mon, I know you can say it. I haven't fucked you dumb now, have I, sweetheart?", "Nโ€“no,", you managed to respond. "See? Let me ask again, who was my good girl tonight?", you took in some heavy breaths trying to concentrate. "Iโ€“it's me. .", you answered him, he smirked before cumming inside you and you came around his cock again.
"Do you want me to continue going or wanna go take a bath? It's up to you, baby."
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HOPE YOU ENJOYED BCS THIS TOOK ME A LONGGG TIME !! :)
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your-soup-overlord ยท 4 months ago
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Castor and Pollux
Happy Samhain! I am sadly very sick on my favorite holiday, so i have a small snippet i wrote from a fic i'm 100% not writing in the background because i can't focus on one thing lol. Enjoy!
The cool desert breeze danced around two boys, hand in hand. They sat together looking up, staring at the stars and nursing their wounds.
They tended to sit together like this often, a moment of peace just for them. Sometimes theyโ€™d talk, and other ones theyโ€™d stay quiet the entire time. But theyโ€™d always be together.
The Spare, who had uncharacteristically stayed silent, finally spoke up.
โ€œWe should leave.โ€ The Spare said, still staring up at the glittering stars.
His twin, the Heir, scoffed.
โ€œtt. Akhi , to leave is to defect. And Grandfather would not let us leave alive. What reason do we even have to go?โ€ The Heir huffed, turning to face his brother. โ€œWe are the Demon twins, the al ghul heirs. You will be my shadow, and i will take over after Grandfather. Tomorrow, we will pass the test and come back victorious, passing Grandfatherโ€™s first real test and then turning 10 together.โ€
The Spare stays silent for a moment, finally turning to face his brother. โ€œBut what if i donโ€™t want this life? I want to be like the village children, i want to play. And celebrate your birthday, or just do what we want. You could have pets, and i could study the stars. Why canโ€™t we have that?โ€ He asks, quiet and fearful. After all, anyone could be listening.
The Heir stays silent, turning back to the stars. They sit for a while before he can respond. โ€œThen leave. I will not stop you.โ€
โ€œAkhi, no. Not without you. Wherever you are is where I belong.โ€ The Spare assures, turning his twin to look back at him. โ€œWe are like the gemini constellation. You are my Pollux, and without you I cannot exist. Dami, I just wish we had a different, a better life.โ€ The Spare utters, pulling his other half into a hug.
They savor it, only allowed such comforts in times like this, where they are alone together. But soon they must pull apart and head to bed, lest they be caught by any guards.
โ€œDanyal?โ€ The Heir speaks before they settle down, both laying in their bed.
โ€œYes?โ€ The Spare waits, staring at the ceiling.
โ€œWe will pass the test, both of us. You are my Castor, my other half, and I will not let us be separated.โ€ The Heir silently declares, with only the two to hear his words.
The Spare doesnโ€™t respond for a while. Itโ€™s only when the Heir is drifting off that he hears him respond.
โ€œDami, thank you. I- I love you.โ€ The Spare murmurs, the Heir barely able to hear. But he does, and he will not let his other half think heโ€™s unwanted.
โ€œI love you too, Danny. Goodnight.โ€ The Heir is able to whisper, knowing his twin will hear even as they both fall asleep. It was a quiet night, like all the rest. They didnโ€™t know that on that cold but clear night, together in Nanda Parbat with whispered promises weaving through the breeze, that it would be their last night together on that sand for a long time.
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doudouneverte ยท 1 year ago
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hii, how are u?
i've been obsessed w feli but sadly there aren't many fics w her.
could you write some angst+fluff for her? reader is sad that she can't introduce felicitas to her parents, because theyre not in the picture anymore (you can choose why) and feli comforts reader, but r feels like a burden?
a/n: oh, I love this one. Sorry for the wait but school is messing with my writing time...
"It's okay, I'm here"
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*not my GIF*
Pairing: Felicitas Rauch x FRAWNT!reader
Summary: based on the request above
Type: Angst + Fluff
Warning: bad parents, homophobia (homophobic parents)
word count: 3398
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Back to the changing at the end of training, joy and excitement for the next game were clearly drowning the room. It will be the final of the DFB-Pokal against Freiburg. While the girls were planning things for the next day, you were discussing something with Svenja until music started to play in the room and you felt someone dragging you by the arm. You looked at them to find your girlfriend, Felicitas Rauch, visibly very excited to dance. You were exhausted and just wanted to get dressed and go back home, but her smile made you give up.
After a little dance and finally getting changed, you waited for your girlfriend in the parking lot, where you resumed your conversation with your captain.
"So, how was your little trip with Feli last week?" The German player asked.
"It was pretty cool. We didn't do anything special, but you know, with her, everything is special."
"Aww, look at you. You're too cute when you talk about her like that."
"I mean it. I don't really need to do something; I'm just grateful she's here, and I thought about..." You interrupted yourself when you felt your phone vibrating in your pocket. Before you could speak again, your girlfriend wrapped you in a tight hug and left some kisses on your neck, making you giggle.
"Okay, I think I'll let you enjoy your time together. We will see each other tomorrow." Svenja told you. You just nodded before she left, and you entered your car with the defender.
Back in your shared house, you exaggerated a groan before you left your shoes and your training bag at the entrance before collapsing on the couch. Feli laughed at your attitude before she joined you with Cinnamon in her arms.
"Oh, come on, training was rather light today." She said letting the dog sit on your lap before snuggling against your tired body.
"I know, but I didn't sleep enough yesterday, so I'm very tired." You explained.
"Don't worry, tomorrow is a day off. I know the girls proposed to have lunch, but if you're very tired, we can stay at home."
"I would love that, but you forgot something." You said making her a little confused. "Tonight, Julie, come, and we also need to prepare something for tomorrow." You remembered her.
Julie was your little sister, and the next day would be her birthdayโ€”well, not exactly. She already had her birthday the day prior, but since you started to play in Germany, she always comes to celebrate with you a few days later.
Feli knew about that. At least about the version you always told herโ€”that being busy meant that your sister always had to come to Germany to spend time with you. It was actually true, but not the full version.
"Oh, yeah, I almost forgot. Do you need my help for anything?" Your girlfriend asked.
"Um, I think I just have to buy eggs and flour to make a cake for tomorrow, but don't worry I-"
"I'll do it!" The defender cut you. "Let it to me. You know how much I love your sister. Don't worry, you can go pick up her, and I'll buy everything we need for tomorrow." She assured you.
"Are you sure about that? I mean, I know you can deal with everything, but I don't want to force you to do anything. We just came back from training; you're tired."
"And so you are. Don't worry; I promise you it's okay. I love to pamper her." She stole you a kiss before standing. "Okay now, come on, we need to take a shower before we go."
"I don't know if I ever told you, but I'm really lucky to have you." You said before following.
"I know, you say it every day." She commented.
"And you don't know how much it means to me." You whispered before kissing her. The defender didn't hear you, but she still reciprocated the affection.
An hour and a half later, you were finally ready to leave, and it took you only thirty minutes to reach your destination. Like expected, your sister was waiting for you, and she immediately caught you in a hug when she saw you.
"Je commenรงais ร  croire que tu m'avais oubliรฉ. (I started to think that you forgot me.)" She said after you pulled away.
"Arrรชte de faire ta drama queen, je viens a peine de finir mon entrainement. (Stop doing your drama queen; I just finished my training.)" You replied. "Now let's go. I have a girlfriend that I want to see." You added while you started to put her luggage on the backseat.
"Oh, come on, you see her every day." She said before taking place on the passenger side, you rolled your eyes and decided not to talk back.
The ride back was filled with laughter and pure enjoyment at being reunited. Back at home, Feli was already here, and of course the two women instantly fell in each other's arms.
"Wow, okay, I already got replaced." You said irronicaly.
"Oh, come on, don't act like that; you are always with her." Your sister said.
"Okay, I don't want any arguments today; I'm really tired, and I think we all need to have a good night. So, now girls, let's eat and sleep." Feli said ending any potential sibling argument.
"Yes, ma'am." you both said before heading to the kitchen.
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The next day, you were awakened by a very excited defender, and because she had to be quiet, you found it very cute. When she realized that you were fully awake, she didn't waste more time before leading you into the living room to show you what she started to do.
"Wow, why are you so excited?" you asked her after almost tripping on your own foot.
"Look at this." The defender showed you all the decorations she made a little earlier. "I just need your help with something. But before that, what do you think about this?" she asked you.
"That's... incredible," you finished. "I didn't know you had so much talent to decorate this place," you added, really surprised.
"Thans. I didn't want to awaken you because I know that you were very tired yesterday."
"Oh, come on, babe, you know you're maybe the only person who is allowed to wake me up whenever you want." You said while you rolled your arms around her hips. "I meant it when I said that I'm lucky to have you in my life."
"Okay, now stop being cheesy and kiss me before the baby wakes up and starts to complain because we show 'too much love'." She mimicked your sister's voice.
Just after attaching your lips to Feli's, you heard someone making some disgusted noises behind you.
"I can't leave you two alone for five minutes," your sister said, making you roll your eyes. "And by the way, I'm not a baby anymore," she added.
"You need to stop eardropping, you little dipshit." You said earning a firm slap from your girlfriend.
"Okay, let's not talk about that." Feli said, escaping from your arms to hug your sister. "Happy birthday, Prinzessin (princess)."
"Oh, and now she's been called Princess; you never called me like that before." You said while you filled a cup of water.
"Stop pouting, mommy; it doesn't suit you." Your sister said making you choke on the water, and Feli blushed more quickly than ever seen.
"Julie!" you both yelled.
"What? It's your own fault to not be quiet while you....you have your affairs," she replied with a disgusted look.
"Please, someone kill me right now." Feli said this dramatically before going back to your shared bedroom.
You were about to say something when your sister's phone rang. She looked at it, then looked at you with a curious expression. You didn't have to ask before she showed you who was calling; it was your mom.
You picked up for her and quickly pressed the phone on her before leaving the room. On your way to go somewhere far away from your sister's phone, you collided with the defender.
"Hey, where are you going? We haven't given her her present yet." You didn't reply and just dragged her back from where she came out.
"I just want to cuddle with you while she's on the phone."
Feli was aware that something was strange after your request. Of course, it was not unusual for the defender that you asked something like that, but when Julie came to visit, you were always stuck with each other. Sometimes the defender felt like the third wheel, but she knew that because you couldn't see her as much as you wanted, it was logical that you wanted to spend all your time with her.
"Is everything okay?" The defender asked carefully while you were lying on top of her with your head hidden in the crook of her neck.
"Yes," you replied quickly, but without moving.
"Are you sure? Because usually you would be annoying Julie knowing that she can't do anything while she's on the phone." She said with a little smile on her face, reminding herself every time you did that and your sister chasing you around the hole house after.
"Yeah, don't worry, I just want to spend some alone time with you."
"Okay." She replied and started to play with your hair. A few seconds later, she heard someone knock on the door. "Come in."ย 
Julie opened the door and immediately felt bad for you when she saw you curled against your girlfriend's body. "Uh, Y/n?" She called you, a little unsure of how she should announce it. When she heard you hum, she took a rather long moment before dropping the bomb. "Mom called. She asked if I was planning to come home soon and told her that I would stay until your next game." She took a pause, letting your girlfriend be confused for a moment. "Her and dad will come to see you play tomorrow."
"That's super!" Your girlfriend sheered, but when she was not met with the same excitement from both of you, she reconsidered it.
"Svenja wants to see me," you said before leaving the bed and heading to the bathroom. "I think it would be cool if you came too; I promised her to let her know when you come to visit," you said to your sister before closing the door.
Feli stayed there, trying to process whatever was happening. She didn't have to wait too long before you came back and started to get dressed.
"Listen, I don't know what's happening right now, but you do really need to leave right now?" the defender asked.
"Don't worry, we will be really quick." You tried to reassure her with a light peck on her lips, but she could feel that you were not totally honest with that. Even if she wanted to stop you or invited herself, she knew (almost) more than anyone to not overstep things with you.
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"Well, when you say that something bad happened, I didn't know it was that bad." Svenja said while you were trying to be eaten alive by her couch.
"At least they didn't show up unnacounced." Julie said.
"Why do they have to come when we play a final? They had all the season to come and be as disrespectful as they wanted; why did they choose one of the most important games?" You asked no one.
"I think you should tell her." Your captain proposed.
"I can't..." You started to feel some tears filling your eyes.
"Y/n, I agreed to keep it for myself because we were sure that they would never come here to see you, but now things are different."
You sighed and tried to restrain some tears.
"Don't worry, we will be there if you need anything." Svenja reminded you.
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An hour later, you were back at home. Feli noticed the change in mood but didn't say anything, at least not to you. She waited until you went to your bedroom to take your sister apart.
"Julie, what happened?" The defender asked.
"I don't think I'm the right person to talk to you about. I think you should see it directly with her." Your sister replied. "And honestly, I think she may need your help." She added.
In the bedroom, you were curled up on the bed while trying to stop spiralingโ€“which was almost impossibleโ€“when you heard the door getting opened. You didn't have to look to know that it was your girlfriend who was visibly worried about your state.
"Hey liebe(love), what's going on?" She asked after she sat next to you.
"I don't want to play tomorrow." You said making her more worried than before.
"Why?"
"Because that means I would have to see them, which I don't want."
"Who? Your parents?" You didn't reply and just nodded. She laid down next to you and cuddled you as much as possible. "Listen, I don't know what happened with them, but can you explain me why you feel like that? You are usually the one who always complains that they never come to see you play, and now you're not happy with that."
"Trust me, you don't want to know."ย 
"Of course, I want Y/n. They're the ones who raised you, and... they're your parents."
"They were." You stated making the defender's heart shatter at your expression. "They stopped being my parents at the moment they stopped seeing me like their daughter."ย 
"What happened?" She asked after a little silence.
"Nothing," you replied. Your body was slightly shaking, and you were crying again. "nothing happened. They just hate me because I... because I..." You couldn't find the strength to finish your sentence while you were remembering your sudden departure from the place you once called home.
Feli tried to calm you, but nothing seemed to work.
"They hate me because I love you." You said, and now the defender started to put some pieces together.
"They don't like who you are?" She asked, and you shook your head. She finally dragged you into a bone-crushing hug while you continued to cry on her shoulder.
"It's okay, babe; I'm here. I'll not leave you." She said trying to shush you.
"I don't want to see them, please." You pleaded to no one because you knew that whatever happened, you would have to face them.
Your girlfriend pulled away from the hug and cleared some tears from your face. "Hey, hear me out, mein liebe(my love). Even if these people don't like you, we will always be there for you. Me, Julie, and the team. And even Cinnamon and my parents too." She kissed one cheek and the other before she spoke again. "If they don't love you because of who you are, that's their problem. For me, you are the most beautiful and incredible woman who ever walked on this planet; you are perfect, and nothing could change that. I will not let some horrible people think that they can change that. I love you, and I don't care if I have to fight your parents or the entire planet to have you by my side, because I would definitely do it."
Your sobs were more calm after her confession. That was the first time someone said something like that to you. "Do you mean it?" You asked.
"Of course. And look, my parents already love you, so you don't have to care about what your parents think about us. And I was thinking that if one day I have to ask for someone's blessing to marry you, it will definitely be your sister..."
She continued to ramble for a moment until you kissed her, and she realized what she said.
"I mean only if you want, of course." She said making you laugh quietly.
"Let me some time to think about it, but I would be happy with that."ย 
You stayed in your girlfriend's arms for a moment until you heard someone knock on the door. When Julie opened it, she could tell that you cried a lot, but from your expression and Feli's tight grip, she could also guess that you finally decided to tell her about your past.
"Excuse me, I don't want to ruin anything, but I think we have a birthday to celebrate, and we still don't do anything today." Your sister reminded you.
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The final whistle announced the end of the match, and with that, your victory. You were celebrating with your teammates when you spotted your sister and your parents among the VfL fans. You shoot a sincere smile at your sister but decide to ignore the other adults to not ruin the mood of the team.
After a little celebration in the locker room, it was time to leave. You were in the bus waiting for Feli to come, but the defender didn't show up since you left her a few minutes earlier.
"Hey, Poppi, do you know where Feli is?" You asked your captain, a little confused, not to see your girlfriend anywhere.
"She said she had someone to see, but she should be back really quickly." The striker replied, and despite your pout, there was nothing you could do except text her.
In the parking lot, your sister was talking with your parents when they heard someone coming in their direction.
"Feli?" Your sister asked very confusedly.
"Hi Prinzessin, I hope you enjoyed the game." The defender said while she hugged the younger woman. After she pulled away, she looked at your parents and held her hand, which they shook much to her surprise. "Hi, I'm Felicitas Rauch. I think you saw me play earlier."
"Yeah. We don't usually watch football; we came because our little girl wanted to see this match, but I need to say that I'm very impressed by your performance." Your mom said with a rather bright smile, and that's almost made your girlfriend feel sad to know that the smile that she loves the most came from someone who hates you the most.
"Yes, I have to say that I agree with my wife on that; your team was very good." Your father added, and the defender offered them a fake smile. Julie watched the interaction, totally flabbergasted by everything.
"Thank you. I really appreciate that, but I came to talk to you about something else." The German said, earning a confused look from the couple. "I'm Y/n's girlfriend." At those words, your parents faces changed suddenly. The bright and welcoming smile was quickly replaced by a heinous and disgusted expression. "See, I'm not here to ask for your blessings or anything like that. No, I came to tell you to never show in front of her again. You already destroyed her too much in the past, and it took me a very long time to put the pieces together. I don't know why you showed up today, but judging by your expression and your lack of good feelings for her, I don't think you're here to make things up. I just want you to leave and never come back. You ignored her for the most part of her career. I think it will not be very difficult to do the same a little longer."
"I knew it." Julie mumbled to herself after your girlfriend finished her speech.
"I don't say goodbye; just go straight to hell and leave her alone." The defender said before going back to the team bus.
Almost five minutes later, you were talking with Dom and Lena when you saw your girlfriend finally walking to the bus with an angry expression. However, this feeling totally got washed away when she saw you tap the seat next to you to indicate that you had saved her a seat. She crashed next to you and intertwined your fingers before resting her head on your shoulder.
"Where were you?" You asked quietly.
"Saying goodbye to someone." She said with a proud smile. When you nodded and were about to resume your previous chat, she grabbed your face with her free hand, making you look at her. "I'm really lucky to have you in my life, mein liebe." She said making you blush.
"I'm very lucky too." You replied. "I love you."
"I love you too."
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pannman ยท 11 months ago
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Angel's Special Day
Angel Dust x Male Reader
You had it all planned. This birthday would be one he would never forget
Angel returned from work that night exhausted but happy
"I don't know how I managed to get my birthday off but I can't wait for tomorrow"
You smiled at him "oh you're going to love it"
It would be impossible to fool him into thinking you had nothing planned so you just kept teasing him with it
"Come on! It's my birthday can't a get a little hint" he complained cutely
"It's not your birthday yet. That's the point. And it's too much fun messing with you"
He gave you a dirty but playful look "you just wait till you're birthday baby. I'm gonna top whatever it is you're doing for sure"
Oh you doubted that
You went about planning everything
The food, the wine, the music, the ring
You even knew his ring size which was due to the fact that he had promoted a jewelry company once for extra cash
You had spent months secretly training Fat Nuggets and you knew that he was going to be the best part
The next day you surprised him with breakfast in bed
Eggs, bacon, sausage and pancakes
"You're too sweet baby" he said when you brought it to him
You then told him that you had hid little gifts for him all over the hotel
He grew excited hearing that
He went around searching while you followed him
"Could you give me a hint?" He asked
You smiled mischievously "there are six in total"
"That's it!?! That's all you're gonna say?" He whined
You laughed "I told you its fun messing with you"
Angel Dust fake gasped "on my birthday? How dare you?
He ended up finding all six
A new lipstick in the couch cushions (which he joked about covering you with later ๐Ÿ˜‰)
His favorite wine behind the bar
A framed photo of Fat Nuggets hidden on the wall
A new pair of earbuds in a case in a drawer in the kitchen
A pair of pink fingerless gloves in the parlor
And a delicious box of chocolates underneath the dining table
He loved his gifts
He put on the gloves immediately and ate one of the chocolates
"Well have to drink this wine together later" he winked
"Maybe when you meet me at my room tonight at 6" you replied
Throughout the day Angel celebrated his birthday with you and the other hotel members
Finally you left to your room around 5 to set up
At 6 you heard a knock and let him in
"So what you got for me no-" he stopped when he saw you in a suit and the room decorated in candles and rose petals. The door to the balcony was open and a beautiful candle light picnic was visible. And there was soft romantic music being played on a vinyl record.
"This is... the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me" he tried not to get choked up
You led him to the balcony and you guys popped open that bottle of wine
You drank it and ate the food you had prepared
You made spaghetti and brought it in a big pot
He had taught you that recipe himself
"I don't know how I'm gonna top this" he exclaimed
"It's not over yet" you told him mysteriously
You whistled and called over Fat Nuggets
As the little guy waddled over you spoke
"I wanted to make this birthday one you'll never forget and I also realized that I want to spend every birthday with you. Every good day, every bad day, every holiday. I just wanna be with you for eternity no matter what. So... I have a question."
Angel gasped when Fat Nuggets approach with a ring box on his back
He opened and saw a big and beautiful ring
"Will you marry me?"
Angel didn't respond right away he was too stunned to speak but he saw the look of worry on your face and snapped out of it
"Yes! Yes! I love you so much! Of course it's a yes!" He burst into tears and threw his arms around you
The breeze blew the curtains into his view and his eyes wandered to the decorated bed
"Now... I think for my last birthday wish this year I'd like to make love to my fiancรฉ"
Although it was Angel's birthday you felt like the lucky one. And you knew there was no one else you'd rather be with. You couldn't wait to get married.
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nogenderbee ยท 7 months ago
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โ™กห—หโœŽ*เณƒหš ๐”น๐•’๐•œ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ž โ‚Šหšห‘เผ„
*เฉˆโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหš not a request
*เฉˆโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหš Happy birthday to Amia!!!!
*เฉˆโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหš fluff
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Mizuki is a big fan of cute things and there's no hiding it! So for their birthday, you planned cute royal-like cake! You didn't wanted to bother with layers tho so you just did one layer... but you promised yourself you'll make it BEAUTIFUL!
You already bought edible pearls, big and small and some strawberries, whipped cream and all the other stuff need for strawberry cake!
But you had to prepare the cake day before since your meeting was around afternoon because they were already meeting with Nightcord at night...
The cake was absolute HELL to go through... you had to perfectly place every Pearl to make little chain out of them around the cake!! Sure, placing strawberries and making whipped cream into little spiral may've been hard too... but pearls had to be the worst things... especially one some fell off and you had to repeat the process...
It's easy to say you were at the edge of loosing your mentality many times, but in the end, it was all worth it!
"I really hope Misuki will like it... If not... I think I'm just gonna cry myself to sleep..."
You said few words to yourself before sighing and finally deciding to put the cake carefully into fridge. After all, it'll be needed tomorrow!
The next day you woke up, you immidietly reached for your phone to send your lover a little message and wish them happy celebration!
"<Hey Mizu!! Happy Birthday! Tell me when you'll be coming so I can get everything ready!>"
Luckily, you didn't had to wait long for message as you texted during hour Mizuki is usually awake at...
"<Awwwh thanks love!!! I just waited for your text so I can actually head to your place right now!>"
"<Sure! I'll try to get everything ready by then!>"
"<No need to hurry! I'll probably stop by mall on my way so you have time!>"
"<It's fine, I'll be alright so don't worry>"
But despite your answer... you were honestly pretty glad they were taking longer route, because that meant more time to wake up and get everything ready for you!
After getting yourself ready for the day, you walked into kitchen and took the cake out of the freezer.
"I guess I can finally put the candles on top~"
You took out ribbon candle and put it on the very top! It's perfect match for your partner since it's almost their signature by now, no?
After making sure your appearence is satisfying, the cake looks great and you have just the perfect movie choosed for the afternoon, you sighed to yourself relieved that in the end... you managed to make everything right!
"Guess who's here~!"
You heard a melodic voice behind the door, accompanied by few knocks. With small giggle, you moved to open it and was met with no one else than your partner!
"Hey Mizu! Come in! I got something for you~"
"Hehe~ Oh you don't have to tell me twice!"
While they were taking off their shoes, you made your way to kitchen to light up the candle before they get here. You waited patiently for them to arrive, and once they did, you made sure they can hear what you said clearly~
"Happy Birthday Mizuki!! Make a wish!"
With a giggle they came over to the table the cake was on and blew the candle after just a second of thinking.
"You know what you want, huh~?"
"Of course! And trust me, it's the best wish ever!"
"Well now I'm curious~"
"Oh, I believe! But I can't tell you that or else it won't come true, y'know~?
๏นŒ๏นŒ๏นŒ๏นŒ๏นŒ๏นŒ๏นŒ๏นŒ๏นŒ๏นŒ๏นŒ๏นŒ๏นŒ๏นŒ๏นŒ๏นŒ๏นŒ๏นŒ๏นŒ๏นŒ๏นŒ๏นŒ
@bleachtheidiot @prsk-krow @modyuki @miguelito-maruti-blog @written-by-kafka @superstar-ethereal @ravenmoon903 - come get your cuties lover~
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ddwcaph-game ยท 13 days ago
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Happy Birthday Wayne and Roselyna!*
Oh look, another year, another birthday where I don't have a present for my favorite goobers. I know this is a bit late*, but I'm still chugging along with the update, and I wanna finish that first before I get back into drawing again.
But instead of beating myself up again for not having done anything special, I want to take this moment instead to reminisce a bit about my early days with these two gremlins.
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This was buried in the very first post I made on the blog, but if you haven't seen it yet, this is the first drawing I have of Wayne and Roselyna together, back when they were still 8 year old twins!
You can tell it's really old because they still had black hair, Rosie still has the (amethyst) heart locket, and Rosie's nowhere near as huggable as she is now. Hehe.
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And this is the very first drawing I had of Roselyna. Minor spoiler, but that is supposed to be Wilboar, back when he was still named Waddles. He obviously has a different design now, and as you can see from the tiny scribble on the sign above, she was celebrating her birthday at the inn/tavern of Cordelia's parents.
(Please ignore the ferret, it's a joke character from one of my old RPs back in the day)
Anyway, time really flies, huh? I can't believe my little goobers are already 17 years old. They've been living inside my head for almost a decade now, but I'll have to wait until November for that. Maybe I'll have time to draw them as teens by then.
~~~
Speaking of Wayne and Roselyna, I'll be posting some more sneak peeks on the new update about them later today/tomorrow! If you have any presents/messages for either of them, I'll be sure to let them know too!
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shiningstarish ยท 13 days ago
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Ai's Solo Best Album "Ambivalent" Tweets Translation (31.07.2024-14.08.2024)
Happy Birthday Ai!
Translator: Nadie Proofreader: Raz
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31.07.2024
ไปŠๆ—ฅใจใ„ใ†็žฌ้–“ใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใซใ—ใฆใŸใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‹ใช๏ผŸ
I was looking forward to today. Did you all feel the same way?
ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใฟใ‚“ใชใจไผšใˆใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงๅคขใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚2้€ฑ้–“ใ‚‚ใ€‚
It looks like some of you have been waiting for this moment as well. I'm very grateful. It feels like a dream to be able to interact with all of you for an entire two weeks.
็พŽ้ขจ ่—ใฎใ‚ฝใƒญใƒ™ใ‚นใƒˆใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใ€ใฎ็™บๅฃฒใ‚’่จ˜ๅฟตใ—ใฆใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใจ้Žใ”ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ไธ€็ท’ใซ็ด ๆ•ตใชๆ™‚้–“ใซ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝใ‚ˆใ†ใญใ€‚
To celebrate the release of my Solo Best Album "Ambivalent", I'll spend time with all of you. Let's have a wonderful time.
ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ—ฅๅธธใ‚„ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ“ใจใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€้Ÿณๆฅฝใซ่พผใ‚ใŸๆƒณใ„ใŒใ‚ˆใ‚Šไผใ‚ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใฃใฆใ„ใฆใปใ—ใ„ใ€‚
I believe that knowing about my daily life and the things I feel will help you understand the emotions I put into my music. So I'd like you to stick around.
้…ใ„ๆ™‚้–“ใพใงไป˜ใๅˆใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆๅฌ‰ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใพใŸๆœใซไผšใ„ใซๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šไผ‘ใ‚“ใงใญใ€‚ใŠใ‚„ใ™ใฟใ€‚
I'm happy you accompanied me until this late hour. I'll meet you again in the morning. Rest well, good night.
โœ„------------ AM 9:00 ------------โœ„
ใŠใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ็œ ใ‚ŒใŸ๏ผŸ
Good morning. Did you sleep well?
ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏไผšใˆใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅฌ‰ใ—ใใฆใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆ—ฉใๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใŒใใ‚ŒใŸใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธใซ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆใŸใ€‚
I was so happy to see everyone again that I got ready faster than usual. Then I looked at everyone's replies.
ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰้•ทใ‚ใฎไป•ไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅคœใพใงๆฅใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ไผšใˆใชใ„ๆ™‚้–“ใ•ใˆใ‚‚ๆ„›ใŠใ—ใๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใ ใญใ€‚
I have a long day of work today, so I won't be able to make it back until the evening. But thanks to all of you, even the time we are apart is dear to me.
ไบˆๅฎšใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ไบบใ‚‚ใ€ไผ‘ใฟใฎไบบใ‚‚ใ€ใ„ใ„1ๆ—ฅใซใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’็ฅˆใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚
I wish you all a good day, whether you have plans for today or a day off. I'll do my best too.
ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€่กŒใฃใฆใใพใ™ใ€‚
On that note, I'm off.
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ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฎใ‚ตใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใฆใใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใซๅ‡บๆฅไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใจๆ„Ÿๆ…จๆทฑใ„ใญใ€‚
I got a sample of my album. It's really emotional to finally get something you created.
ใฟใ‚“ใชใฎๆ‰‹ๅ…ƒใซๅฑŠใใฎใฏใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—ๅ…ˆใ ใ‘ใฉใ€้–‹ใ‘ใฆใฟใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใช๏ผŸ
I know you guys will have to wait a little longer till you get yours but is it okay if I open it now?
ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจใ€้–‹ๅฐใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใฏใฟใ‚“ใชใจไธ€็ท’ใซใฃใฆๆฑบใ‚ใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใƒ‰ใ‚ญใƒ‰ใ‚ญใ™ใ‚‹ใญใ€‚
I had originally decided to unbox it with everyone together. I feel a little nervous.
ใƒ‘ใƒƒใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚ธใ‚„ใƒ–ใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒฌใƒƒใƒˆใ€ใใ—ใฆใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธๅ…ฅใ‚Šใฎใ‚ธใƒฃใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใ‚ซใƒผใƒ‰ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“CDๆœฌไฝ“ใ‚‚ใ€ใใฃใจๆบ€่ถณใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€‚
I'm sure you will be pleased by the packaging and booklet, as well as the jacket card that has a message on it, and of course, the CD itself.
็™บๅฃฒใพใงๅพ…ใกใใ‚Œใชใ„ไบบใ‚„ใ€ใพใ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฎ่ฉณ็ดฐใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบบใฏใ€่ฉฆ่ดๅ‹•็”ปใ‚’ใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใ—ใฆใฟใฆใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฎ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚
For those of you who can't wait and those of you who don't know about my album, I suggest you watch the preview video. It captures its atmosphere.
็ขบ่ชใ—ใชใใ‚ƒใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใฎ้–“ใ€้›ขใ‚Œใ‚‹ใญใ€‚
There's something I need to confirm, so I'm going to leave for a while.
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ใŠๅพ…ใŸใ›ใ€‚
Thanks for the wait.
ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฎใ‚ตใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ๅ•ใ„ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŒๆฅใฆใญใ€‚ๅˆฅใฎไป•ไบ‹ใฎ้€ฃ็ตกใŒใƒกใ‚คใƒณใงใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใฎๆ—ฉใ•ใซใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚้ฉšใ„ใŸใ€‚ไปฒ้–“ใ‚‚ใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใญใ€‚
I was contacted with some questions about the sample of the album. The message I received was mainly about my other job, so I was surprised by how quickly they contacted me. It seems that my colleagues are checking out the sample as well.
ใพใใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใฎใ“ใ“ใงใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใŸใ‘ใฉใ€‚ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใ™ใ”ใๅ……ๅฎŸใ—ใŸ2้€ฑ้–“ใ‚’้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๅ…ˆไบบใŸใกใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ฟใ‚ฐใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใฟใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚
Well, I confirmed what the other members were doing when they were at this moment. From what I can tell each of them spent a fulfilling two weeks. I took note of their advice and came up with a hashtag.
ใƒœใ‚ฏใซไผใˆใŸใ„ๆƒณใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅ›ใŒๆ—ฅใ€…ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใปใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใซใคใ„ใฆใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ‚‚OKใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚้›ฃใ—ใ่€ƒใˆใ™ใŽใชใ„ใงใ€ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใชใ€‚ #่—ใฎใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใชๆ„›
I want you to share your emotions and your everyday feelings with me. It doesn't have to be about my album. Don't think too much about it, I'm happy as long as you tell me a lot of things. #Ai'sAmbivalentLove
ๆ—ฉ้€Ÿใ€ใ‚ฟใ‚ฐใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚ใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธใ‚‚ไบบใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚ใ‚“ใช่กจ็พใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ€่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใฆๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใ€‚
Thanks for immediately using my hashtag. The messages expressed vary by each person so it's fun to read them.
ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’ไปŠๅพŒใฎๅ‚่€ƒใซใ—ใŸใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ˜ใฃใใ‚Šใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใพใŸๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใญใ€‚
I want to consult everyone's opinions later, so I'll check them carefully. See you tomorrow.
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01.08.
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ใŠใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ๆ—ฅไป˜ใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆ8ๆœˆใซใชใฃใŸใญใ€‚
Good morning. The date has changed and it is now August.
ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ๆœˆใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใจๆ–ฐ้ฎฎใชๆฐ—ๆŒใกใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰็ŠถๆณใŒๅคงใใๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใซใ€ไธๆ€่ญฐใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚
I feel refreshed when the month changes, even though the circumstances haven't changed much. It's so strange.
ๅˆๅ‰ไธญใฏใ‚ชใƒ•ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ #่—ใฎใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใชๆ„› ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ้Žใ”ใใ†ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใฎๆœใฎ้Žใ”ใ—ๆ–นใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใปใ—ใ„ใชใ€‚ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใใ†ใชใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€่ฉฆใ—ใŸใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚
I'm free this morning, so I think I'll take a look at the #Ai'sAmbivalentLove hashtag. Tell me how you spend your morning. If you have any suggestions, I'd love to try them out.
ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใ‚คใƒณใƒ—ใƒƒใƒˆใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚้‡่ฆใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ไป•ไบ‹ใฎๅ‰ใ€ใŠๆ˜ผ้ ƒใซใฏใพใŸไผšใ„ใซๆฅใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฏใšใ€‚ใใ‚Œใพใงใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„่‰ฏใ„ๆ™‚้–“ใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚
Time is important to take in a lot of input. I should be back around noon before my next job. Until then I wish us both a nice time.
โœ„------------ AM 12:00 -----------โœ„
ใƒฌใ‚คใ‚ธใŒๆ—ฉ้€Ÿใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚ŠใซๆฅใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚
Reiji came immediately to get a copy of my album.
ใƒžใƒฉใ‚ซใ‚นๆŒฏใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใƒ€ใƒกใชใฎใ‹ใชใ€‚
Does he have to play his maracas?
ใ€Œใ›ใฃใ‹ใใฎใŠ็ฅใ„ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ™ฏๆฐ—่‰ฏใใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใจใญใ€ใ ใฃใฆใ•ใ€‚่จ€่‘‰ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ๅๅˆ†ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏไผใ‚ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€‚
"We have to celebrate with gusto!" he said. I'm pretty sure words would've been enough for me.
ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใŠไบ’ใ„ไบˆๅฎšใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Š่ฉฑใ›ใชใ„ใฎใฏๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฟ™ใ—ใ„ไธญๆฅใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‘ใงๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใญใ€‚
Unfortunately, we're both busy right now, so we had to cut our conversation short. I'm happy that he took the time to visit me, though.
ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚ผใƒณใƒˆใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ใƒžใƒฉใ‚ซใ‚นใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅŽปใฃใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใš่ณ‘ใ‚„ใ‹ใ ใญใ€‚
He received his gift and went off playing his maracas. He is as lively as ever.
ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ไป•ไบ‹ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฎ้ญ…ๅŠ›ใ‚’ไผใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใญใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใพใŸใ€‚
I also have to get ready for work and do my best to convey the charm of my album. Until next time.
โœ„------------ PM 8:00 ------------โœ„
ไป•ไบ‹ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฎถใซๆˆปใฃใฆใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใชใ€‚
I finished my work. Time to go home and relax.
ไบˆๅฎšๅค‰ๆ›ดใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ“ใ‹ใซ้ฃŸไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใซ่กŒใใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚
Change of plans. I'll be on my way to have some food.
ใŠๆ˜ผใซไผšใฃใŸๆ™‚ใ€ใ‚„ใ‘ใซใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฒนๆ–ญใ—ใฆใŸใ€‚ใƒฌใ‚คใ‚ธใŒใใ‚“ใช็ฐกๅ˜ใซๅผ•ใไธ‹ใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚
When I met Reiji at noon, our talk was so brief that I let my guard down. I should've known that Reiji wouldn't let me go that easily.
ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅ–œใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‰ใ„ใ€ใƒ†ใƒณใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใŒ้ซ˜ใใฆใ™ใงใซใ†ใ‚‹ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ้•ทใใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ€‚
He's talking so much that I'm pretty sure he's more enthusiastic about my own album than me. Looks like this is going to take a while.
ๅธฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ˆใซๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใฆใŠใใญใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใ‚‚1ๆ—ฅไป˜ใๅˆใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚ใพใŸๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ€‚
I don't know when I'll be home, so I'll excuse myself now. Thank you for spending today with me. See you tomorrow.
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โœ„------------ AM 8:00 ------------โœ„
ใŠใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใ‚‚1ๆ—ฅๆš‘ใ„ๆ—ฅใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใญใ€‚
Good morning. Today seems to be another hot day, so please be careful.
ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใซ #่—ใฎใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใชๆ„› ใงๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ€Œๆœใฎ้Žใ”ใ—ๆ–นใ€ใซใคใ„ใฆใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ๅฎŸ่ทตใ—ใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚
Since I got a lot of suggestions for how to spend the morning under the hashtag #Ai'sAmbivalentLove yesterday, I think I'll put a certain thing into practice.
ใใ‚Œใฏๆœ้ฃŸใ‚’ๆ‘‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€‚ๆœ้ฃŸใ‚’ๅคงๅˆ‡ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฃใฆๆ„่ฆ‹ใŒๅคšใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝไผผใ—ใŸใใฆใ€‚ใ„ใใชใ‚Šๆ–™็†ใฏ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰‹่ปฝใซ้ฃŸในใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒŽใƒผใƒฉใซใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚
That certain thing is breakfast. Many of you have said how important breakfast is, so I wanted to try it too. Whipping up some cooking out of nowhere would be too complicated, so I went with a simple granola.
ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใƒ™ใƒผใ‚ทใƒƒใ‚ฏใชใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒŽใƒผใƒฉใซใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚คใ‚คใƒใ‚ธใ‚ฏใ‚’ใƒˆใƒƒใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฐใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚่‡ช็„ถใช็”˜ใ•ใจใƒ—ใƒใƒ—ใƒใจใ—ใŸ้ฃŸๆ„ŸใŒใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚นใ•ใ‚Œใฆ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡๏ผŸ
Today, I added dried figs on top of plain granola. They enhance the natural sweetness and chewy texture. Sounds delicious, don't you think?ย 
้ฃŸใน็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใใฎใพใพไป•ไบ‹ใซๅ‡บใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚็ด ๆ•ตใชๆœใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใญใ€‚
As soon as I finish eating, I'll go to work. I hope you all have a pleasant morning too.
โœ„------------ PM 6:00 ------------โœ„
ไบ‹ๅ‹™ๆ‰€ใฎไผš่ญฐๅฎคใงๅพ…ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ไธญใ€‚่ชฐใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ไบˆๆƒณใ—ใฆใฟใฆ๏ผŸ
I'm about to meet someone in a conference room at the agency. Want to take a guess who's coming?
ใƒ’ใƒณใƒˆใฏใ€Œ็œŸ้ข็›ฎใ€ใ‹ใชใ€‚ไป–ใฎ็‰นๅพดใ‚‚ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚ใ’ใŸใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅ€‹ๆ€ง็š„ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€‚
Hint: It's someone serious. I'd like to give you more traits, but it's difficult because they're all specific.
ๆทฑใ€…ใจไธ€็คผใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎๆค…ๅญใซๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹้ขๆŽฅใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ทŠๅผตๆ„ŸใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚
He bowed deeply and sat down in the chair across from me. This kind of tension reminds me of a job interview.
ใƒ“ใ‚ธใƒฅใ‚ขใƒซใŒใ‚ขใƒผใƒˆใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใฆใ€ๅฎŒๆˆๅบฆใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใซใคใ„ใฆ็†ฑใ่ชžใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚็ดฐใ‹ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใซใพใง่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง่งฃ่ชฌ่€…ใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚
"The visuals look like art," he said, as he spoke passionately about the high level of perfection. Getting into the smallest details, he looked like an analyst.
ใใฎใพใพใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใงใฟใ‚“ใชใซใ‚‚ไผใˆใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€็…งใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใŠใใ€‚
I'd like to share with you what else he said to me, but it's a little embarrassing, so I won't
ๆญฃ่งฃใฏใƒžใ‚ตใƒˆใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚่จ€ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸไบบใ‚‚ๅคšใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ็Ÿฅใ‚Œใฐ็Ÿฅใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€้•ใฃใŸ้ขใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใใฆ้ข็™ฝใ„ใ€‚
The correct answer is Masato. Many seemed able to guess it from his behavior. The more you know him, the more interesting sides you see.
ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใซใคใ„ใฆ่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’้•ทใ‚ใซใจใฃใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใƒžใ‚ตใƒˆใฎ่ฉฑใฏ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ„ใ—ใ€ๅ‚่€ƒใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ไปฒ้–“ใจใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใญใ€‚
I set aside a block of time today because I want to talk about my album. What Masato told me is very fascinating, and it'll serve as a useful reference. I'm going to enjoy my time with my colleague.
โœ„------------ PM 10:00 -----------โœ„
ๅฐ‘ใ—ๅ‰ใซๅธฐใฃใฆใใฆใ€ใƒžใ‚ตใƒˆใจใฎใƒˆใƒผใ‚ฏใ‚’่จ˜้Œฒใซๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใŸใ€‚็‰นใซๅฐ่ฑก็š„ใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใƒกใƒขใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚
I just got home a little while ago and documented what Masato told me earlier. I took notes on things that were particularly memorable.
ไปŠใฏใ€ใƒฌใ‚คใ‚ธใŒใใ‚ŒใŸใŠ่Œถใ‚’ๆทนใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ€‚ใŠ่Œถใจใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ใ—ๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใฆใ€ๅ…จ้ƒจ้ฃŸในใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็ด ๆใงใงใใฆใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚็ด ๆใŒใ”ใ‚ใฃใจไธธใ”ใจๅ…ฅใฃใฆใฆ้ข็™ฝใ„ใ€‚
I'm brewing some tea that Reiji gave me. I say "tea," but it's actually made of and filled with entirely edible material. How interesting.
3็จฎ้กžใฎใŠ่Œถใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏ่ตคใ„่Šฑใณใ‚‰ใŒ็‰นๅพด็š„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใงใฟใŸใ€‚ๆฐท็ ‚็ณ–ใ‚‚ๅ…ฅใฃใฆใฆใ€่ชฐใ‹ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅฅฝใใใ†ใ€‚็ถบ้บ—ใชใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏ่‰ฒใง้…ธๅ‘ณใจ็”˜ใ•ใŒๅฟƒๅœฐ่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚ใ™ใ”ใใปใฃใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚
Out of the three types of tea, I chose the one with the distinctive red flower petals today. It also contains sugar candy. I know someone who would like that. It also has a rich pink color and a pleasant sweet-sour flavor. It's really soothing.
ใ“ใ“ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ€ไบ‹ๅ‹™ๆ‰€ใฎไปฒ้–“ใจใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใซใคใ„ใฆ่ฉฑใ™ใ“ใจใŒๅคšใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใพใ ใฟใ‚“ใชใฎๅ‰ใงใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Š่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใญ๏ผŸๆ—ฉใๆฅฝๆ›ฒใ‚‚่ดใใŸใ„ใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใซใพใคใ‚ใ‚‹่ฉฑใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใฃใฆๆ€ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€‚
I've talked a lot about my album with my colleagues at the agency, but I haven't really talked about it in front of you, have I? I bet you can't wait to hear the songs and the story behind it.
ๅพ…ใŸใ›ใฆใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใญใ€‚็™บๅฃฒใพใงใพใ ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ–นใŒใ€ๆ›ฒใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹็†่งฃใ‚‚ๆทฑใพใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚
Sorry for keeping you waiting. There is still some time until the release, so people who get to know me better in that time will also have a better understanding of my songs, that is what I thought.
ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใƒŸใ‚นใƒ†ใƒชใ‚ขใ‚นใ ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅคšใ„ใ€‚็‰นใซใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚คใƒ™ใƒผใƒˆใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Šใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใŒๆนงใ‹ใชใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’ไปŠๅ›žใฏ่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚
I'm often called mysterious. My private life in particular seems to be difficult for others to imagine. So I'd like to take this opportunity to show you more of that side of me.
ใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฟใ‚ฐใงใฟใ‚“ใชใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใญใ€‚ๅ›ใŒ็Ÿฅใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’ไผใˆใฆใ„ใ‘ใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใชใ€‚
#่—ใฎใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใชๆ„›
If you'd like, you can share your opinions using the hashtag. You can also ask me questions.
#Ai'sAmbivalentLove
ใฟใ‚“ใชใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใŸใ‚‰ใ€่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ„ใ“ใจใŒใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ€‚ใ˜ใฃใใ‚Šๆคœ่จŽใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ”นใ‚ใฆไผใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ™ใ‚‹ใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใพใŸๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ€‚
Seeing everyone's opinions makes me want to talk about a lot of things. I want to think about them carefully and get back to you. Well, see you tomorrow.
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03.08.
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ใŠใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ๅœŸๆ›œๆ—ฅใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใŠไผ‘ใฟใฎไบบใ‚‚ๅคšใ„ใฎใ‹ใช๏ผŸ
Good morning. It's Saturday, so I assume many of you have the day off?
ๆœใฏๆ…ŒใŸใ ใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใ‚‚ๅคšใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใŸใพใซใฏ็ฉบใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆใฟใฆใ€‚
I believe many people have very hectic mornings, but try to look up at the sky from time to time.
ๅ›ใจใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€ๅŒใ˜็ฉบใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ†่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๅนธใ›ใชๆฐ—ๆŒใกใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„๏ผŸ
You and I are looking at the same sky. Doesn't it make you happy to think about it like that?
ๅ›ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‹ใจๆ™‚้–“ใŒใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซ้ŽใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚ๅ‡บใ‹ใ‘ใชใ„ใจใ€‚ใพใŸๅพŒใงใญใ€‚
Time flies by fast when you are on my mind. I'd like to stay a little longer, but I really have to go. See you later.
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ใŠๆ˜ผไผ‘ใฟใซใ‚ชใƒˆใƒคใŒไผšใ„ใซๆฅใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใงไบ‹ๅ‹™ๆ‰€ใซใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใฆใ€้ง†ใ‘ใคใ‘ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚
Otoya has come to see me at lunchtime. He happened to be at the agency at the same time as me, so he rushed to meet me.
ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ใ‚นใ‚ฑใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใƒซใŒๅˆใ‚ใชใใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒˆใƒคใซใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใ‚’ๆธกใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ๅ…ˆใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใฃใฆๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
Our schedules haven't been lining up, so I'm thankful.ย  I thought I'd have to give him my album much later.
ใ‚ธใƒฃใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใจใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฏ”ในใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ™ใ”ใ้ก”ใŒ่ฟ‘ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚
He's comparing me to the cover. His face is so close. What is he looking at?
็›ฎใŒใ‚ญใƒฉใ‚ญใƒฉใงๅ”‡ใ‚‚ใ‚ฆใƒซใ‚ฆใƒซใงใ™ใ”ใ„ใ€ใ ใฃใฆใ€‚็‰นใซ็›ฎใŒใ‚คใƒณใƒ‘ใ‚ฏใƒˆๅคงใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฎใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฟใƒ“ใƒฅใƒผใงใ‚‚ใƒ“ใ‚ธใƒฅใ‚ขใƒซใฎใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใจใ—ใฆใ€Œ็œผๅทฎใ—ใ€ใ‚’ๆŒ™ใ’ใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใƒˆใƒคใจใฏๆฐ—ใŒๅˆใ†ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€‚
He said, "Amazing, your eyes are so sparkly and your lips are so glossy!" My eyes especially have left a lasting impression on him. In the interview for my album, I mentioned that I refined my "gaze" for the cover visual. I think Otoya and I can get along well.
ใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฟใƒ“ใƒฅใƒผใ‚’็†Ÿ่ชญใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚่ชญใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ณชๅ•ใŒใŸใใ•ใ‚“้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ—้›ฃใ—ใ„่กจ็พใ‚‚็†่งฃใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅงฟๅ‹ขใŒๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใญใ€‚
He's reading the interview intently and he keeps throwing a lot of questions my way. He also wants to understand the more difficult expressions, which delights me.
ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ใ‚ชใƒˆใƒคใฎใŠใ™ใ™ใ‚ใฏใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฟใƒ“ใƒฅใƒผใ€‚่ชญใฟๅฟœใˆใŒใ‚ใฃใฆๆ„Ÿๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒˆใƒคใŒใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ€่‡ชไฟกใŒใคใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚
With that in mind, Otoya recommends my interview. It's emotional and definitely worth reading. Hearing him say that really boosts my confidence.
ไผ‘ๆ†ฉๆ™‚้–“ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฃใฆๆ€ฅใ„ใงๅธฐใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ไป•ไบ‹ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่กŒใใญใ€‚่žใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚
His break was ending, so he hurried back. I also must prepare for my next job. Thank you for listening, I'll be going.
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#่—ใฎใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใชๆ„› ใซ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ™‚้–“ใซใชใฃใฆใŸใ€‚ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฏ1ๆ—ฅใ‚ชใƒ•ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚Š้…ใใฆใ‚‚ๅ•้กŒใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚
I was looking at the #Ai'sAmbivalentLove hashtag and before I realized it, it got this late. I'm off tomorrow, so staying up later than usual is not going to hurt.
ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚„่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็พๆ™‚็‚นใงใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใซใคใ„ใฆ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’่ฉฑใใ†ใ‹ใชใ€‚
I guess now is the time to answer the questions and talk about the opinions about my album that I collected.
ใพใšใ€ๆ–ฐๆ›ฒใซใคใ„ใฆ่žใใŸใ„ใ“ใจใŒใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใ€‚ๆฅฝๆ›ฒใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ€ใƒ•ใƒซใง่ดใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚็™บๅฃฒๆ—ฅใพใงๆฅฝใ—ใฟใซๅพ…ใฃใฆใฆใญใ€‚
First of all, a lot of people wanted to know more about the new songs. I think you should listen to the full version first before we continue this conversation. With that said, please look forward to the release day.
ใƒ“ใ‚ธใƒฅใ‚ขใƒซใซใคใ„ใฆใฎ่ณชๅ•ใ‚„ๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚‚ๅคšใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใŠๆ˜ผใซใƒ“ใ‚ธใƒฅใ‚ขใƒซใซใคใ„ใฆใฏๅฐ‘ใ—่งฆใ‚ŒใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใพใŸๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใฉใ“ใ‹ใง่ฉฑใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆ’ฎๅฝฑ็ง˜่ฉฑใจใ‹ใญใ€‚
I also saw a lot of reaction to the cover visual. I touched on that a little bit during noontime, but I want to take the time to talk about it again some other day. For example, I could tell you about the behind the scenes of the photo shoot.
ไปŠๅ›žใฎใ‚ฝใƒญใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฎใ‚ณใƒณใ‚ปใƒ—ใƒˆใฏใ€Œใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ้€ธ่„ฑใ€ใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ไธ€้ขใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ„ใฃใฆๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚
The concept for this solo album is "Deviation from My Image", so I wanted to show you a new side of me.
ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ใช่ฆ็ด ใ‚’็ต„ใฟๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ†ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ใฎใ‹ไธ€่จ€ใงใฏ่จ€ใ„่กจใ›ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ๆ‰‹ใซๅ–ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸไบบใŒๆ„ๅค–ใซๆ€ใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚„ใ€็™บ่ฆ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚
It's hard to describe in just a few words what makes it new, because I've combined so many different elements. I'd be happy if those of you who buy my album discover something new or surprising.
ใ„ใใ‚‰ๆฌกใฎๆ—ฅใŒใ‚ชใƒ•ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Š้…ใใพใง่ตทใใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ‚‚ไบˆๅฎšใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€‚
Even though tomorrow is my day off, it wouldn't be good to stay up too late. I also have plans for tomorrow.
ๅ›ใฎๅคขใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ„ใชใ€‚ใŠใ‚„ใ™ใฟใ€‚
It would be nice if I could see your dreams. Good night.
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04.08.
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ใŠใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ‚ชใƒ•ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–ๅ‡บใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ—ๆ—ฉใ‚ใซๅ‡บใฆใ€ๆ•ฃ็ญ–ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใŠๅœŸ็”ฃใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใซ่กŒใใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ€‚
Good morning. Today is my day off, so I'm going out. I'm leaving a little early to look for some presents while I'm taking a walk.
ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚ผใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใฃใฆใ€ๆฏŽๅ›žใ™ใ”ใๆ‚ฉใ‚€ใ€‚็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๅ–œใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’้ธใถใฎใฃใฆ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใ€้ŽๅŽปใฎๅ‚พๅ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŽจๆธฌใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใงใใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€‚
I struggle a lot when it comes to gifts. It's not easy to pick something the other person will like. But to some extent I can make guesses based on previously shown tendencies.
็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ่ถฃๅ‘ณ่ถฃๅ‘ใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ๆ™‚ใจๅ ดๅˆใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€ๅญฃ็ฏ€ใ‚‚่€ƒๆ…ฎใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ„ใ–ใŠๅบ—ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆœ›ใ‚€็‰ฉใŒ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใญใ€‚
Not only will it depend on the recipient's preferences and tastes, but it will also change depending on the time and occasion, not to mention the season. And even when you decide on something, sometimes it isn't in stock.
ใ“ใ“ใง่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ๅง‹ใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‡บใ‹ใ‘ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ใพใŸ็Šถๆณใ‚’ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚
I won't get anything done if I keep thinking about it. I'll report back to you.
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ใƒกใƒณใƒ†ใƒŠใƒณใ‚นใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ๅฟƒ่บซๅ…ฑใซใƒชใƒ•ใƒฌใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใงใใŸใ€‚ไปŠใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใŒๆŒใฃใฆใใŸใŠๅœŸ็”ฃใ‚’2ไบบใง้ฃŸในใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚
I finished my maintenance and now I feel both mentally and physically refreshed. I brought snacks as a present for someone and now we're sharing them.
ๅฝผใฏไฟ่ญท่€…ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅญ˜ๅœจใงใ€ๆ˜”ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒญใƒผใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅŠฉใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚
He's like a guardian figure to me and has been supporting me for a long time now. He really helps me out a lot.
ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผใฎใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ฏใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€็•ชใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ไฝ็ฝฎใซ้ฃพใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ใช่ณ‡ๆ–™ใซไบคใ˜ใฃใฆใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใพใงใฎCDใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ผ‰ใฃใŸ้›‘่ชŒใ‚„ๅ‡บๆผ”ใ—ใŸๆ˜ ๅƒใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‚ไฟ็ฎกใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚
When I gave him a copy of my album, he put it in the best place on his desk where it could be seen and appreciated. Of course, among various materials, he keeps my past CDs, as well as magazines and performances in which I have appeared.
ๅฝผใฏ็ ”็ฉถ่€…ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰่จ˜้Œฒใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ™ใฎใŒ่ถฃๅ‘ณใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ใใ™ใใฃใŸใ„ใญใ€‚
He's a researcher, so keeping track of things is kind of like a hobby for him. It's still a little embarrassing for me though.
ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใ‚’่ดใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใ“ใจใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚่ฉฑใใ†ใ‹ใชใ€‚
I'm thinking of talking about memories and my future while listening to my album.
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ใŸใ ใ„ใพใ€‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚ชใƒ•ใ‚’้Žใ”ใ›ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใฏใฉใ‚“ใช1ๆ—ฅใ ใฃใŸ๏ผŸ
I'm back. I enjoyed my free time. How was your day so far?
#่—ใฎใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใชๆ„› ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚ๆ€ใ„ๆ€ใ„ใฎใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธใ‚„ๅ†™็œŸใฏใ€่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใฆๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๅ›ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚Œใฆๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚
Thanks for teaching me a lot under the hashtag #Ai'sAmbivalentLove. I enjoy seeing all the individual messages and pictures. Getting to know you makes me happy.
ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฎๅˆถไฝœ้Ž็จ‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒกใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ๅŽ้Œฒใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚
Thinking back to the process of creating my album, I recalled the Commentary CD that I recorded for.ย 
ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ณใƒกใƒณใƒˆๅŽ้Œฒใฎๆ™‚ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ€‚4ใคใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ไป–ใฎใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜่ณชๅ•ใซ็ญ”ใˆใฆใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’่ฉฑใ—ใŸใฎใ‹่žใ„ใฆใฟใŸใ„ใชใ€‚
Here are the questions for the CD. I answered all four of them. The other members should have answered the same questions, so I really want to know how they've answered.
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ใ‚ฝใƒญใƒ™ใ‚นใƒˆใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฎ้€ฃๅ‹•็‰นๅ…ธใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ไบบใฏHPใ‚’ใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใ—ใฆใฟใฆใญใ€‚ใ“ใฎใ‚ณใƒกใƒณใƒˆใงใ—ใ‹่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚
The CD will be included as a bonus with the album, so if you're interested, check out the homepage. I also talked about things other than those questions.
ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ€‚้€ฑๆ˜Žใ‘ใ‚‚ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใซ้Žใ”ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใไผ‘ใ‚“ใงใญใ€‚ใŠใ‚„ใ™ใฟใ€‚
I must prepare for tomorrow. Get some sleep soon so that you can have a fresh start to the new week. Good night.
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05.08.
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ใŠใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚้€ฑใฎๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใซๅ›ใซๆŒจๆ‹ถใงใใ‚‹ใฎใฏใจใฆใ‚‚ๅŠ›ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚
Good morning. Greeting you to start the week really does energize me.
ไปŠๆ—ฅใ‚‚ๆš‘ใ„ๆ—ฅใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ #่—ใฎใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใชๆ„› ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€ๆš‘ใ•ๅฏพ็ญ–ใซใคใ„ใฆ็ญ”ใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใชใ€‚
Since today seems to be another hot day, it's the perfect opportunity to talk about methods of how to protect yourself from the heat which I've seen under the #Ai'sAmbivalentLove hashtag.
ๆ นๆœฌ็š„ใชใ“ใจใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไฝ“ใ‚’ๅ†ทใ‚„ใ™ใฎใŒๅคงๅˆ‡ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซใ„ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใฏใ‚จใ‚ขใ‚ณใƒณใงใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๆธฉๅบฆ็ฎก็†ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅค–ๅ‡บใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใฏ็›ดๅฐ„ๆ—ฅๅ…‰ใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒซใƒผใƒˆใง่กŒใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€ๅธฝๅญใจใ‹ๅฟซ้ฉใซ้Žใ”ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚‚ไฝฟใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚
I know it's a basic aspect, but I think it's very important to keep your body heat down. When I'm in my room, I use the air conditioner for temperature management. When I'm outside, I try to avoid walking in direct sunlight. I also wear hats or use other items that help me feel comfortable in the heat.
ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใ“ใพใ‚ใซๆฐดๅˆ†่ฃœ็ตฆใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ไฝ“่ชฟใซใฏๆฐ—ใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใญใ€‚
Be sure to take care of your physical condition and to stay well hydrated.
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JRๆฑ ่ข‹้ง…ใซๅบƒๅ‘ŠใŒๆŽฒ่ผ‰ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใซๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใŸใ‚‰ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใชใ€‚
Looks like my advertisement has been put up at the Ikebukuro station. I hope you all like it.
ๅŽ้Œฒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆฅฝๆ›ฒใฎใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒˆใƒซใŒๆ‰‹ๆ›ธใใงๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ธใƒฃใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใƒ“ใ‚ธใƒฅใ‚ขใƒซใซใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใ ใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€‚
I think the design is quite eye-catching because the song titles are handwritten and my signature is on the cover.
ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ็™บๅฃฒใฎๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใซใ€ๆ™‚้–“ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ไบบใฏใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใ—ใฆใฟใฆใญใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใซใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚
If you have the time, go check it out to celebrate the release of my album. I look forward to your reports.
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ไป•ไบ‹็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใซใ€ใ‚ปใ‚ทใƒซใจใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใซใคใ„ใฆ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใŸใ€‚CD่‡ชไฝ“ใฏๅฎถใซๆŒใกๅธฐใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคงๅˆ‡ใซ้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚
After work I talked to Cecil about my album. Apparently he wants to take the CD and open it carefully at home.
ใŠ็คผใซใฃใฆใ€ใƒ†ใƒฉใƒชใ‚ฆใƒ ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒซใŒไธ€็ท’ใซ้…็ฝฎใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใ‚’ใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ—ใฆไฝœใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚็“ถใฎไธญใซๅฐใ•ใช็พŽใ—ใ„ไธ–็•ŒใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚
In exchange for the gift, he gave me a terrarium. It has crystals in it. Apparently he created it, inspired by my album cover. A beautiful little world unfolds inside of it.
่‚ฒใฆๆ–นใ‚„ใƒกใƒณใƒ†ใƒŠใƒณใ‚นใฎไป•ๆ–นใ‚‚ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅˆๅฟƒ่€…ใซใ‚‚็ฎก็†ใ—ใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใงใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ€‚
Cecil taught me how to maintain and take care of it. He said he chose a beginner friendly one. I want to work hard on it.
ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠๅบฆ็™บๅฃฒใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ฐใƒƒใ‚บใฎใ‚ตใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใ‚’ไธ€็ท’ใซ้–‹ๅฐใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒใ‚ปใ‚ทใƒซใ‚’ๆ’ฎๅฝฑใ—ใŸๅ†™็œŸใŒไฝฟใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ทใƒชใƒผใ‚บใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฎๆ‰‹ๆ›ธใใฎๆ–‡ๅญ—ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚คใƒฉใ‚นใƒˆใ‚‚ไฝฟ็”จใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚
We are now unboxing the samples for the soon to be released merchandise. It's for the series for which I took the photo of Cecil. Our handwritten messages and drawings will also be used for this.
ใ‚ปใ‚ทใƒซใจใ‚นใƒ†ใƒƒใ‚ซใƒผใ‚’ไบคๆ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ใŠใซใŽใ‚Šใฎใ‚คใƒฉใ‚นใƒˆใŒใ™ใ”ใใ‹ใ‚ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ไฝ•ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใชใ„ๅ‘ณใฎใ‚ใ‚‹่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ใฉใ“ใซ่ฒผใ‚‹ใ‹่€ƒใˆใชใ„ใจใ€‚
Cecil and I exchanged our stickers with each other. The onigiri sketch looks really cute. Its expression has this indescribable charm. I'll have to think about where to put this sticker.
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ใ‚ปใ‚ทใƒซใฏใ„ใคใ‚‚ๆŒใกๆญฉใ„ใฆใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ๅธณใซ่ฒผใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ€‚็›ฎใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ๅบฆใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใ“ใฎใ‚นใƒ†ใƒƒใ‚ซใƒผใซใตใ•ใ‚ใ—ใ„็‰นๅˆฅใชๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ€‚
Cecil says he will put it on his notebook that he always carries with him. So every time he sees it, he will think of me. I'll make sure to find a special place for his sticker, too.
ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—็”จไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝœๆฅญใซๆˆปใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚
I still have some things to do. Time to get back to work.
โœ„------------ PM 7:00 ------------โœ„
ใƒชใƒฅใ‚ฆใƒคใซๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใซๆฅใŸใ‚‰ใ€้ฃŸไบ‹ใซ่ช˜ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ๅœŸ็”จใฎไธ‘ใฎๆ—ฅใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ†ใชใŽใ‚’้ฃŸในใซ่กŒใใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ€‚
Ryuya came to give me some documents and invited me to get something to eat. Today is theใ€€Midsummer Day of the Ox so we're going to eat eel, he said.
ๅญฃ็ฏ€ใฎ็‰ฉใ‚’้ฃŸในใ‚‹ใฎใฏไฝ“ใซใ„ใ„ใจใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใƒชใƒฅใ‚ฆใƒคใฎใŠใ™ใ™ใ‚ใฎๅบ—ใชใ‚‰้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†่กŒไบ‹ใ‚’ๅคงๅˆ‡ใซใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ€‚
Eating seasonal food is considered good for the body, and it certainly can't be bad if it comes from a place that Ryuya recommends. I want to learn how to cherish special traditions.
ใƒชใƒฅใ‚ฆใƒคใจใ˜ใฃใใ‚Š่ฉฑใ›ใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใฏใใ†ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚็›ธ่ซ‡ใ—ใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฏใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅฐ‘ใ—ๆ—ฉใ‚ใซไผšใ„ใซๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใญใ€‚
Since it's not often that we can take our time talking to each other, I think I'll try to use this opportunity to ask for some advice. I'll be back earlier than usual tomorrow. Until then.
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06.08.
โœ„------------ AM 7:00 ------------โœ„
ใŠใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ„ใคใ‚‚ใจ้•ใฃใŸไฝ“้จ“ใŒใงใใใ†ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆœใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒฏใ‚ฏใƒฏใ‚ฏใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚
Good morning. Looks like I'm going to experience something new today. I've been excited all morning.
ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใใ†ใ„ใ†็ตŒ้จ“ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹๏ผŸ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ #่—ใฎใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใชๆ„› ใงๆ•™ใˆใฆใญใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใŒใฉใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใซไฝ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใชใ€‚
Do you also have moments like this? Feel free to share them at #Ai'sAmbivalentLove. I want to know what kind of emotions you feel in different situations.
ๅพ…ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใญใ€‚็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰้€ฃ็ตกใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚
My next appointment is approaching, so I have to go. I'll let you know when I'm back.
โœ„------------ AM 10:00 -----------โœ„
ใŸใ ใ„ใพใ€‚็ด ๆ•ตใชๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’้Žใ”ใ›ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚่กŒใฃใฆใฟใŸใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ™ใ”ใๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚’่ฟ‘ใใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚
I'm back. I had a wonderful time. It was a place I really wanted to check out, so I was very happy I got to go there. I felt like I was close to all of you when I was there.
ใ‚ชใƒผใƒ—ใƒณๅ‰ใฎSHINING STORE ๆฑ ่ข‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅญฆใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆฅๅบ—ใฎ่จ˜ๅฟตใซใƒ‘ใƒใƒซใซใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒƒใ‚ซใƒผใซใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใฉใ“ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ๆŽขใ—ใฆใฟใฆใ€‚
I was able to inspect the SHINING STORE in Ikebukuro before it opened. I signed the board of the promotional booth to commemorate my visit and then left a message on a sticker. Go and try finding it.
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Text on image: "I'm glad to see you! Let's create some memories of this summer together." -Ai Mikaze
ใ‚ฐใƒƒใ‚บใ‚„ๅฑ•็คบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๅ†™็œŸใ‚‚ๆ’ฎใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใชไฝ“้จ“ใŒใงใใฆๆฅฝใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
I looked at the merchandise and the displays and took some pictures. I must say, I very much enjoyed sharing the same experience as everyone else
ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ†1ใคใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒ‹ใƒกใ‚คใƒˆๆฑ ่ข‹ๆœฌๅบ—ใฎCDใƒ•ใƒญใ‚ขใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใ‚ฝใƒญใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฎใ‚ณใƒผใƒŠใƒผใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ€‚
One more thing. They showed me the corner for my album on the CD floor of the Ikebukuro Animate store.
ใ“ใ“ใซใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใŒไธฆใถใ‚“ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ใƒชใƒชใƒผใ‚นใฎๅฎŸๆ„ŸใŒๆนงใ„ใฆใใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใฎไบบใซCDใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ–ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฃใฆๆƒณใ„ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใฆใใŸใ€‚
As I imagined my album being displayed there, the realization hit me that it was going to be released soon. There I wished that many people would get a copy of it.
ใ‚ณใƒผใƒŠใƒผใซใ‚‚ใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใจใ‚ณใƒกใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๅบ—ใซ็ซ‹ใกๅฏ„ใฃใŸๆ™‚ใฏใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใ—ใฆใฟใฆใญใ€‚
I also left a comment on the sign there, so check the store's opening hours and go see it.
ๆฌกใฎไป•ไบ‹ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚CD็™บๅฃฒใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ€‚ไผ‘ๆ†ฉใŒๅ–ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใพใŸไผšใ„ใซๆฅใ‚‹ใญใ€‚
I have to make some preparations for the CD release so I'm heading to my next job. I'll be back when I take a break.
โœ„------------ PM 6:00 ------------โœ„
ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎไธปๅฝนใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒˆใ‚ญใƒคใ‹ใ‚‰้€ฃ็ตกใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใƒญใ‚ฑๅ…ˆใ‹ใ‚‰้›ป่ฉฑใ‚’ใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ๅฟ™ใ—ใ„ใฏใšใชใฎใซใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅพ‹ๅ„€ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚
I got a call from Tokiya, the star of the day. He called me from where he was having a film shoot. He really is considerate even when he's so busy.
ใƒญใ‚ฑใซ่กŒใๅ‰ใซไบ‹ๅ‹™ๆ‰€ใซๅฏ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่žใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒใƒผใ‚นใƒ‡ใƒผใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚ผใƒณใƒˆใจใ‚ฝใƒญใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใ‚’้ ใ‘ใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚
I heard that he would go to the agency before he heads to his film shoot, so I left his birthday present and my solo album there.
ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚ผใƒณใƒˆใฏใ€่ช•็”Ÿๆ—ฅใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€Œ6ๆ—ฅใ€ใซใกใชใ‚“ใงใ€Œ6ๅ†Šใ€ใฎๆœฌใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œ้•ใฃใŸใ‚ธใƒฃใƒณใƒซใฎๆœฌใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆœฌใ‚’้ธใถใซใ‚ใŸใฃใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏ่‡ช่บซใ‚‚็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆใ€้ข็™ฝใ„ใจๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใซใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚
I gave him six books because his birthday is on the 6th. Each of a different genre. I had read them myself and picked the ones I thought were interesting.
6ๅ†Šๅ…จใฆๅฐ็ญ’ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏไฝ•ใฎๆœฌใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ™‚ใซ่ชญใ‚€ใจใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใƒ’ใƒณใƒˆใ ใ‘ใ‚’ๆ›ธใ„ใฆใญใ€‚ใใฎใพใพๆธกใ™ใ ใ‘ใ ใจ้ข็™ฝใใชใ„ใ‹ใชใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ€‚
Since giving them as they are would be boring, I wrapped each of the six books in covers so he won't be able to tell which book it is. I just wrote suggestions on when he should read each book on the covers.
ใƒˆใ‚ญใƒคใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ŠๅฃฐใฎใƒˆใƒผใƒณใŒ้ซ˜ใใฆใ€่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใใฆใ‚‚ๅ–œใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใฎใŒไผใ‚ใฃใฆใใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚
It looks like Tokiya is fascinated by this idea. Even without seeing his expression, his higher tone of voice clearly told me how happy he was.
ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฏใƒญใ‚ฑใฎ็งปๅ‹•ไธญใซใ™ใงใซ่ดใ„ใฆใ„ใฆใ€ๆ–ฐๆ›ฒใฎไธกๆ–นใซ่กๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ไผ‘ๆ†ฉๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ๅ…จใฆไฝฟใฃใฆใ€ๆ›ฒใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’่ชžใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚
He told me that he listened to my album on the way to his filming location and was equally stunned by both of my new songs. He then spent his whole break telling me his thoughts on them.
ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ไผ‘ๆ†ฉๆ™‚้–“ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใ€‚ๆทฑๅคœใซใชใฃใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใจ็™บๅฃฒๆ—ฅใ‚’ไธ€็ท’ใซ่ฟŽใˆใŸใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’็ฉบใ‘ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใญใ€‚
My break is also about to end. It's getting late, but I want to wait with everybody until it's release day, so please wait a little longer if you can.
โœ„------------ PM 11:00 -----------โœ„
ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใฎไบบใŒ้›†ใพใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใ€‚ #่—ใฎใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใชๆ„› ใ‚‚ใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ ใง็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚
It seems like many people have gathered. I'm live checking the #Ai'sAmbivalentLove hashtag right now.
ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใŸใ‚ใซๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใŒไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ–œใณใ‚‚ใใฎๅˆ†ๅคงใใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚
Thank you so much for the time you spent on my behalf.ย  Being with all of you makes me that much happier.
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07.08.
ๆ—ฉใใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใŸใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ“ใฎใƒ‰ใ‚ญใƒ‰ใ‚ญใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชโ€ฆโ€ฆใ€‚ใพใ•ใซใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใชๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚
I want to get to that moment as quickly as possible, but I also want to feel this excitement for a little while longer... I feel so ambivalent.
ๅ›ใซๆ„›ใ‚’ๆญŒใ„็ถšใ‘ใฆใ€ใ‚ฝใƒญใƒ™ใ‚นใƒˆใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใ€ใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฎๅคขใŒๅฝขใจใชใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚
My Solo Best Album "Ambivalent" was created because I want to continue singing my love to you. It's the embodiment of our dreams.
ใ‚„ใฃใจใฟใ‚“ใชใซๅฑŠใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใจๆ„Ÿ็„ก้‡ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒซใจใ—ใฆๆดปๅ‹•ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใ‚Œใพใงใฎๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใŒใŸใใ•ใ‚“่ฉฐใพใฃใŸ1ๆžšใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚
I'm filled with so much emotion now that my album can finally reach all of you. All my memories spanning from when I began being an idol to now are all packed into this one CD.
ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅ…จ้ƒจใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใŒๅฟœๆดใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใŠใ‹ใ’ใ€‚ใใฎใŠ่ฟ”ใ—ใซใ€ๆœ€้ซ˜ใฎใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใ‚’่ดˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ›ใฎๆœŸๅพ…ใจๆƒณๅƒใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใ‚‹ไป•ไธŠใŒใ‚Šใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ‚‰ๆ‰‹ใซๅ–ใฃใฆใปใ—ใ„ใ€‚
And it's all because of your support. To thank you, I want to give you the best album. I know it's going to exceed your expectations and imagination, so please get a copy if you happen to see it.
ๅ–œใณใฎไฝ™้Ÿปใซใšใฃใจๆตธใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚ไธ€็ท’ใซไผ‘ใ‚‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚่จ˜ๅฟตใ™ในใใ“ใฎๆ—ฅใ‚’ใ€ใƒ™ใ‚นใƒˆใช็Šถๆ…‹ใง้Žใ”ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‚
I'd like to linger in this happiness forever, but in order for us to spend this day in the best possible shape, it's time for us to get some rest.
ใŠใ‚„ใ™ใฟใ€‚
Good night.
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ใŠใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏๆŽงใˆๅฎคใ‹ใ‚‰ๆœใฎๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒณใƒใ‚คไธญใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚
Good morning. I'm greeting you from the waiting room today. I'm on standby.
ๆ–ฐๆ›ฒใ‚’ๆŠซ้œฒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฃฐใฎใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’ใ—ใฆใŸใ€‚ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใจ้•ใฃใŸๆญŒใ„ๆ–นใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใฏใฉใ†ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ‹ใชใ€‚ๆ›ฒใ‚’่ดใ„ใŸใ‚‰ #่—ใฎใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใชๆ„› ใซๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใŸใ‚‰ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚
I've been tuning my voice because I'll be performing my new songs. Both use a new vocal technique. What did you think? Once you've heard the songs, I'd love to hear your impressions using the hashtag #Ai'sAmbivalentLove.
ๅฃฐใŒใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚นใ‚ฟใ‚ธใ‚ชใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใญใ€‚ๆˆๅŠŸใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ฅˆใฃใฆใฆใ€‚
I've been called. I'm going to the studio now. Wish me luck.
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ๅˆใฎใ‚ฝใƒญใƒ™ใ‚นใƒˆใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใ€ใŒ็™บๅฃฒไธญใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚็พŽ้ขจ ่—ใฎๆ„ๅค–ใช้ญ…ๅŠ›ใŒ็™บ่ฆ‹ใงใใ‚‹ๆ–ฐๆ›ฒใ€Œใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใ€ใจใ€Œๅคขๅฅ-ใ‚€ใใ†-ใ€2ๆ›ฒใ‚‚ๅŽ้Œฒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใจ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใปใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ #ใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆ #็พŽ้ขจ่—
My first Solo Best Album "Ambivalent" is now available. The new album includes two new songs, "Ambivalent" and "Musou", which show an unexpected side of Ai Mikaze. I want you to get to know me better. #Ambivalent #AiMikaze
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Text on image: "Today is a special day for me because my Solo Best Album 'Ambivalent' is being released. I want as many people as possible to listen to it. - Ai Mikaze"
็™บๅฃฒใ‚’็ฅใ†ใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธใ‚„ๆ–ฐๆ›ฒใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠๅฑŠใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ„ใคใ‚‚ๆ”ฏใˆใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅ›ใŒใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆๆญŒใ„็ถšใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚
I read your congratulations for the release and your impressions of my new songs. Thank you for always supporting me. The reason I can continue to sing like this is because of all of you.
ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ใ‚ใพใ‚Š็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบบใซใ‚‚่ดใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใ‚’่ดใใ“ใจใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆทฑใ็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ—ใงใ‚‚่ˆˆๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆ‰‹ใซๅ–ใฃใฆใฟใฆใ€‚
I hope that people who don't know me will listen to my album as well. Once they do, they should be able to get a good understanding of who I am. Please consider getting a copy if I've piqued your interest.
ใƒŠใƒ„ใ‚ญใจใ‚ทใƒงใ‚ฆใŒๅฟœๆดใซ้ง†ใ‘ใคใ‘ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚็™บๅฃฒๆ—ฅใซ3ไบบใงใŠ็ฅใ„ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใฃใฆ็ด„ๆŸใ—ใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚
Natsuki and Syo rushed over to cheer me on. We've made plans to celebrate the release together.
ใƒŠใƒ„ใ‚ญใฏๆ–ฐๆ›ฒใŒๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚ใšใฃใจ่ดใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ€ใƒชใƒ”ใƒผใƒˆๅ†็”Ÿใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚่ดใๅบฆใซ็™บ่ฆ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ€‚้Ÿณๆฅฝใฎใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใจๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใญใ€‚
Natsuki seems to like my new songs. He keeps saying he'd like to listen to them forever, so he puts them on repeat. Once it's about music, he gets absorbed in it. This side of him never changes.
ใ‚ทใƒงใ‚ฆใฏใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ“ใ‚“ใชๆญŒๅฃฐๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ๏ผ๏ผŸใฃใฆใ€้ฉšใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚็ด ็›ดใชใƒชใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฏๆœ€้ซ˜ใฎ่ณ›่พžใ ใญใ€‚ใ‚ทใƒงใ‚ฆใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ไธ€้ขใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฃใฆใ“ใจใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚
Syo was surprised about the new side I showed in the albumย  and asked, "Where and how did you do those vocals?!" Such honest reactions really are the highest form of praise.
2ไบบใฎๅ…ˆ่ผฉใจใ—ใฆใ€้ข็›ฎ่บๅฆ‚ใจใ„ใฃใŸๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‹ใชใ€‚ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒซใจใ—ใฆใ€่กจ็พ่€…ใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ„ใคใพใงใ‚‚ๅˆบๆฟ€ใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅญ˜ๅœจใงใ‚ใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ€‚
I want to live up to my title as their senpai. I always want to be a source of innovation as a fellow idol and artist.
ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰2ไบบใŒๅทฎใ—ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ†ใฉใ‚“ใ‚’้ฃŸในใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใพใ•ใ‹้ฃŸไบ‹ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆๆ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒใ€ใฏใชใพใ‚‹ใ ใญใ€‚
We're going to eat the udon they brought. I didn't expect them to get meals for all of us. This feeling gets a hanamaru.
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ใƒˆใƒƒใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฐใฏ2ไบบใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใŸใ‚ใซ้ธใ‚“ใงใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ€‚ๆšใ’็‰ฉใŒ3ใคใ‚‚ไน—ใฃใฆใฆใ€ใ™ใ”ใใƒœใƒชใƒฅใƒผใƒ ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใƒฌใƒขใƒณใ‚’็ตžใ‚‹ใจ้…ธๅ‘ณใŒๅŠ ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใ™ใฃใใ‚Š้ฃŸในใ‚‰ใ‚Œใใ†ใ€‚
The two of them picked my toppings together, they said. Because of the three fried pieces, the total volume of my dish is quite large. I can make this easier to eat by adding some acidic flavor with lemon juice.
ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒŠใƒ„ใ‚ญใฎใ‚ฝใƒญใƒ™ใ‚นใƒˆใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฎ็™บๅฃฒๆ—ฅใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใญใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใจๅŒใ˜ๆ—ฅไป˜ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใใฎๆ™‚ใฏใ€ใƒŠใƒ„ใ‚ญใฎใ‚ชใƒ•ใฎๆ—ฅใซ3ไบบใง็™ปๅฑฑใซใ‚‚่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚
Spending time like this reminds me of the release date of Natsuki's Solo Best Album. It happens to have the same release date as mine. Back then, the three of us went mountain climbing on Natsuki's day off.
ใ‚ทใƒงใ‚ฆใฎใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฎๆ™‚ใ‚‚3ไบบใง้Šใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใšใ‹ใชๆƒ…ๅ ฑใงใ‚ซใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ๅ›žใฃใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆๅคงๅค‰ใ ใฃใŸ่จ˜ๆ†ถใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚่€ƒใˆใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅคงๅˆ‡ใชๆ™‚ใซใฏๅฟ…ใš3ไบบใง้›†ใพใฃใฆใ‚‹ใญใ€‚
We were also together during the time of Syo's album release. I remember when we were struggling to find a cafe with very little information. Now that I think about it, the three of us were always together during special occasions.
้ฃŸในใชใ„ใจ้บบใŒไผธใณใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ฃŸไบ‹ใซๆˆปใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅคœใซใฏๆฅฝๆ›ฒใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใซๆฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅพ…ใฃใฆใฆใญใ€‚
It's time to go back to eating, or else my noodles will get soggy. I'll be back at night to talk about the songs. Wait for me.
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ใŠๅพ…ใŸใ›ใ€‚็ด„ๆŸ้€šใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฎ่กจ้กŒๆ›ฒใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใ€ใซใคใ„ใฆ่งฆใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ“ใ†ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚
Sorry for making you wait. As promised, I'm here to talk about the title track of my album "Ambivalent".
ใ‚‚ใ†่ดใ„ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใช๏ผŸใพใ ใฃใฆไบบใ‚‚ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่ธใพใˆใฆ่ดใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆทฑใ็†่งฃใงใใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚
Have you given it a listen? It's okay if some of you haven't. If you listen to what I'm about to say, you'll have a better understanding when you hear it.
ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใ€ใฏใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใจใ„ใ†ๅญ˜ๅœจ่‡ชไฝ“ใŒใƒ†ใƒผใƒžใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใจใฏไฝ•ใชใฎใ‹๏ผŸ็†ๆƒณใจ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝๅฎŸใฎ็‹ญ้–“ใงๆบใ‚Œๅ‹•ใๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒไธๅฎ‰ๅฎšใชใƒกใƒญใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚„ใ‚ขใƒฌใƒณใ‚ธใง่กจ็พใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚
The theme of "Ambivalent" is my existence. That's why the arrangement of the melody was made to sound fragileโ€”to show the fluctuating feelings between idealism and reality and to express the question of my existence.
ไป–่€…ใŒๆŒใคใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใจๅฎŸ้š›ใฎใƒœใ‚ฏใจใฎ้•ใ„ใ€‚ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใงใฎ่‘›่—คใ‚’ๆญŒ่ฉžใซๆใ„ใŸใ€‚
It's about the gap between the real me and the image that others have of me. Both are me. I tried to convey the conflict that I had coming to terms with that in the lyrics.
ใงใ‚‚ใใฎ่‘›่—คใฏใ€ๆฑบใ—ใฆใƒใ‚ฌใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ–ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚็—›ใฟใ‚„่‹ฆใ—ใฟใ•ใˆใ‚‚ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฎ่จผใชใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆๆ€ใˆใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใใ†ๆ€ใ‚ใ›ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏๅ›ใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใ€‚
However, that conflict isn't a bad thing. I believe that all the pain and suffering ultimately proves that I'm me. The reason I came to think that way was because of you.
่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚‰ใ‘ๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใฏใ€ๆ€–ใ•ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚’ไฟกใ˜ใฆๅ‰ใซ่ธใฟๅ‡บใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๅ›ใซใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใจ็Ÿฅใฃใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰โ€ฆโ€ฆใ€‚
Opening up like this is scary, but I tried believing in the possibilities and took a step forward. After all, I want you to know more about me...
ใ“ใฎๆ›ฒใ‚’ๆญŒใฃใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆฎปใ‚’็ ดใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใ€‚ๆ™ฎๆฎตใจใฏ้•ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใง็ถดใฃใŸๆญŒ่ฉžใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ไฝŽใ„้ŸณๅŸŸใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใŸๆญŒๅฃฐใงๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€‚
By singing this song, I was able to shed my shell. For example, I used different words and phrases I normally wouldn't use, and I sang in a lower range than usual.
่ชžใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ“ใจใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ“ใพใงใซใ—ใฆใŠใใญใ€‚้Ÿณๆฅฝใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใฎๆ„Ÿใ˜ๆ–นใฏไบบใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ›ใฎ่€ƒใˆๆ–นใ‚’ๅคงๅˆ‡ใซใ—ใฆใปใ—ใ„ใ€‚่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚ใŠใ‚„ใ™ใฟใ€‚
There's a lot more I'd like to talk about, but I'll leave it at that. Everyone has their own opinions about music, and I want you to value your own thoughts. Thank you for listening. Good night.
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08.08.
โœ„------------ AM 9:00 ------------โœ„
ใŠใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ„ใคใ‚‚ใจ้•ใฃใŸใƒซใƒผใƒˆใ‚’้€šใฃใฆไบ‹ๅ‹™ๆ‰€ใพใงๆฅใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚
Good morning. Today I took a different route to the agency.
ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅŠน็Ž‡ใฎ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒซใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใใ‚Œใซๅพ“ใ„ใŒใกใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฏใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ‚ใˆใฆๅดฉใ—ใฆใฟใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใฏๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ๅ‡บไผšใ„ใ‚„็™บ่ฆ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚
For the sake of efficiency, I stick to my established routines, but recently I started to break those routines because in unfamiliar places, I can meet new people and see new things..
ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ไบ›็ดฐใชใ“ใจใงใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒใƒฃใƒฌใƒณใ‚ธใ—ใฆใฟใฆใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใใฃใ‹ใ‘ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใ‚‚1ๆ—ฅใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ๆ–ฐ้ฎฎใชๆฐ—ๆŒใกใง่‡จใ‚‚ใ†ใ€‚
You should all try to challenge yourselves, even if it's by doing a small thing. You might be able to change something. Today, let's continue moving forward with enthusiasm.
โœ„------------ PM 7:00 ------------โœ„
ใŠๅบ—ใซ้ฃพใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณๅ…ฅใ‚ŠCDใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใฃใฆไบบใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใช๏ผŸ
Did any of you find the CD I signed at the store?
่ฆ‹ใซ่กŒใ‘ใชใ„ไบบใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€CDใฎๅ†™็œŸใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ๅ…ฑๆœ‰ใ™ใ‚‹ใญใ€‚ใŠๅบ—ใงๅฑ•็คบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใซใฏใ€ใ‚ธใƒฃใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใ‚ซใƒผใƒ‰ใซใ‚ณใƒกใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ๆ›ธใ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใ—ใฆใฟใฆใ€‚
For those who can't go, I'll share a picture of it. They also let me write a comment on the cover art they displayed, so please check that out as well!
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ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใŒใŠๅบ—ใซไธฆใ‚“ใงใ€ใใฎCDใŒใฟใ‚“ใชใฎๅ…ƒใซๅฑŠใ„ใฆใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅคขใ‚’ๅถใˆใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚
My album is being sold in stores and it's reaching your hands. It's thanks to all of you that my dream came true.
ใ€Œๅคขๅฅ-ใ‚€ใใ†-ใ€ใฏๅ›ใจใฎๅคขใ‚’ใ€ๆญŒใ†ใ“ใจใงๅถใˆใŸใ„ใจใ„ใ†้ก˜ใ„ใŒ่พผใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆ›ฒใ€‚ใใฎๆƒณใ„ใฎๅผทใ•ใ‚’ใƒใƒผใƒ‰ใชใƒญใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚ตใ‚ฆใƒณใƒ‰ใซใฎใ›ใฆๆญŒใฃใŸใ€‚ๅ›ใฎๅฟƒใฎๅฅฅใพใง้Ÿฟใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใญใ€‚
"Musou" is about the desire to make our dreams come true through singing. The weight of my feelings turned into a hard rock song. May it reach and resonate to the depths of your heart.
ๅ›ใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใซใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆ„›ใ‚’ใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใใฎใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใซใจใฃใฆใฏ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจๆ„›ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ„ใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ๆ„›ใ—ใŸใ„ใฃใฆๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใซใฏๅ›ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚
You have given me so much love and have taught me many emotions. Each of them is most fascinating to me. I want to be loved even more to the point that I long to love. That's why I need you.
ๅ›ใŒๅญ˜ๅœจใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใงใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ›ใจใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆœชๆฅใ‚’ๆใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ้€ฒๅŒ–ใ—็ถšใ‘ใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ๆžœใฆใชใ„ๅคขใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ€‚
Because you accepted my existence, I was able to be myself. I want to continue to evolve and strive for a boundless dream to build our future together
ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“้Ÿณๆฅฝไปฅๅค–ใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒซๆดปๅ‹•ใงใ‚‚ใ‚„ใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ“ใจใฏใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ ‘ๅผตใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚้ŽๅŽปใฎ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใญใ€‚
Of course, there are many things that I want to do outside of music as an idol, so I'm going to work hard to show you a new side of me and surpass my past self.
ๆ›ฒใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆƒณใ„ใ‚’ใ€็›ดๆŽฅๅ›ใซไผใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
I'm glad I could tell you my feelings about this song directly.
โœ„------------ PM 9:00 ------------โœ„
ใŸใ ใ„ใพใ€‚ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝใ€ไผšใ„ใซๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅฐ‘ใ—้…ใใชใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ€‚ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใญใ€‚
I'm back. Sorry for being late, I had to prepare for tomorrow.
ไปŠๅคœใฏใƒ“ใ‚ธใƒฅใ‚ขใƒซๆ’ฎๅฝฑใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ใƒ–ใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒฌใƒƒใƒˆใฎใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฟใƒ“ใƒฅใƒผใงใ‚‚่ชžใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒ“ใ‚ธใƒฅใ‚ขใƒซใฎใ‚ณใƒณใ‚ปใƒ—ใƒˆใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใ•ใจไธๅฎŒๅ…จใ•ใ€‚
Tonight I wanted to talk about the photo shoot for the cover visual. I mention it in the interview of the included booklet, but the concept of the visual is perfection and imperfection.
ๆง˜ใ€…ใชใƒขใƒใƒผใƒ•ใซใฏใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’็ต„ใฟๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใซๆƒณๅƒใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใŸใ‚‰ใฃใฆๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚
I thought I could leave more up to your imagination by combining different motifs
ใƒ“ใ‚ธใƒฅใ‚ขใƒซใซใ‚‚ใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใช่ฆ็ด ใ‚’็››ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใƒกใ‚ซใƒ‹ใ‚ซใƒซใชใƒœใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒšใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚„ใƒ‡ใ‚ธใ‚ฟใƒซใชใ‚ขใƒผใƒˆใฎไธญใซใƒœใ‚ฏใŒ็ซ‹ใคใ“ใจใงใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€Œ็”Ÿๅ‘ฝใ€ใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€‚
There are even ambivalent elements in the visual. By being surrounded by digitalistic artworks and being covered in mechanical body paint, my existence, in contrast, seems very "alive".ย 
ใƒ“ใ‚ธใƒฅใ‚ขใƒซใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸๆ™‚ใซ่กๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚ใใฎใใ‚‰ใ„ๅผทใ„ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸใฃใฆใ“ใจใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ฉฆใฟใฏๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใจใ‚‚ใ„ใˆใ‚‹ใญใ€‚
Some people seemed shocked when they saw the visual. The fact that such strong emotions were evoked is proof that my attempt was successful.
ใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฟใƒ“ใƒฅใƒผใ‚’่ชญใ‚“ใงๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ’ฎๅฝฑ็พๅ ดใงไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้ฆ™ๆฐดใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚่งฆใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ‹ใชใ€‚
Some of you who read the interview seem curious about the perfume I used during the photo shoot. Let's talk about it.
ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใ‚’ใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ—ใฆใ‚ชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ธใƒŠใƒซใฎ้ฆ™ใ‚Šใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ไฝฟใฃใŸ้ฆ™ๆ–™ใฏใ‚ทใ‚ขใƒผใƒ•ใƒญใƒผใƒฉใƒซใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ขใ‚ชใ‚พใƒณใ€ใƒใƒผใƒใƒซใ‚ฐใƒชใƒผใƒณใ€ใ‚ธใƒฅใƒ‹ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ™ใƒชใƒผใ€ใ‚คใƒชใ‚นใ€‚ใ‚ทใƒฃใƒผใƒ—ใงใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚ขใช็„กๆฉŸ่ณชใ•ใจใ€ๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใใฆๆธฉใ‹ใชใƒŠใƒใƒฅใƒฉใƒซใ•ใŒๅ…ฑๅญ˜ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚
I commissioned an original fragrance with the image of my album in mind. The fragrances used were Sheer Floral, Aqua Ozone, Herbal Green, Juniper Berry and Iris. Sharpness, clarity and artificiality coexist with softness and natural warmth.
ใ“ใฎ้ฆ™ๆฐดใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใซใ€ใƒชใƒณใ‚ดใจไบ‹ๅ‹™ๆ‰€ใงใ™ใ‚Œ้•ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–Uใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใ—ใฆใใฆ็ตถ่ณ›ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚
I was wearing this perfume when I passed Ringo at the agency. He even did a complete U-turn to compliment me on it.
ๅ‡บไผšใฃใŸใ“ใจใฎใชใ„ๆ–ฐ้ฎฎใช้ฆ™ใ‚Šใงใ€ๅผทใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใซไธๆ€่ญฐใจๆƒนใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹้ญ…ๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ€‚้ฆ™ๆฐดใฎๅๅ‰ใ‚’่žใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใ€ใ ใ‚ˆใฃใฆ็ญ”ใˆใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ€‚
He told me that it was a fresh fragrance that he hasn't smelled before, and that it wasn't heavy but had a captivating charm. When he asked what the name of the perfume was, I told him: "It's Ambivalent."
ๅ›ใŒ็†่งฃใ‚’ๆทฑใ‚ใ‚‹ๅŠฉใ‘ใซใชใฃใŸใ‹ใช๏ผŸ #่—ใฎใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใชๆ„› ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใŸใ‚‰ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ไปŠๅพŒใฎๅ‚่€ƒใซใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚
Did this help deepen your understanding? I'd love to hear your thoughts under the hashtag #Ai'sAmbivalentLove. I'll take your advice from here on.
้•ทใ„้–“ใ€ไป˜ใๅˆใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚ไปŠๅคœใฏใ€Œๅคขๅฅ-ใ‚€ใใ†-ใ€ใ‚’่ดใใชใŒใ‚‰ไผ‘ใ‚‚ใ†ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใŠใ‚„ใ™ใฟใ€‚
Thank you for keeping me company for so long. Tonight I might rest while listening to "Musou". Good night.
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ใŠใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ไปŠๆœใ‚‚ใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒŽใƒผใƒฉใ‚’้ฃŸในใ‚ˆใ†ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒใ‚คใ‚นใ‚’ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚
Good morning. I got a lot of advice on from you, so I think I'll have granola for breakfast again.
็‰›ไนณใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ใƒจใƒผใ‚ฐใƒซใƒˆใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใ€‚ใƒˆใƒƒใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚‚ๅฅฝใใชใƒ•ใƒซใƒผใƒ„ใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€ใƒŠใƒƒใƒ„ใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€‚ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใใ†ใช็ต„ใฟๅˆใ‚ใ›ใง่ฟทใ†ใ€‚
You told me to try yogurt instead of milk. As for toppings, you told me about your favorite fruits and nuts. I'm a little lost because all the combinations sounded good.
ๅฐ‘ใ—ใšใคใ ใ‘ใฉ็ด ๆใ‚’่ฒทใ„่ถณใ—ใฆใ€ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚่ฉฆใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎใ†ใกใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใŠๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŠใŒใงใใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใชใ€‚ใŠใ™ใ™ใ‚ใฎ็ต„ใฟๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŒใงใใŸใ‚‰ๆ•™ใˆใ‚‹ใญใ€‚
I'll buy more ingredients and try different combinations as I go. This way I may find my preferred mix. I'll let you know when I find a good one to recommend.
ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„็ต„ใฟๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚’็ ”็ฉถใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆœ้ฃŸใŒใพใ ใชไบบใฏไธ€็ท’ใซ้ฃŸในใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ€‚
Well then, I'll try to research new combinations. For those of you who haven't had breakfast yet, we can eat together. Bon appetit.
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ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใ—ใŸTใ‚ทใƒฃใƒ„ใฎใ‚ตใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใ‚’ใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏไธญใ€‚ใƒ—ใƒชใƒณใƒˆใŒ็ถบ้บ—ใซๅ‡บใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฏใฎ่‰ฒใŒใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธ้€šใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚
I got a sample of the T-shirt I designed and I'm checking the quality right now. I'm making sure that the printing is done well and that the color of the ink matches the one I had in mind.
็‰นๅˆฅใซใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใฎไธ€้ƒจใ‚’ๅ…ฌ้–‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚่จฑๅฏใฏๅ–ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ€‚ใจใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ›ฒใ‚’ใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใช๏ผŸ
On this occasion, I will reveal a little bit of the design here! Don't worry, I have permission to do so. It's inspired by a certain song, can you tell?
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ใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใซๅฟƒๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใซๅ–œใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅ€‹ๆ€งใ‚‚ๅคงๅˆ‡ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ณใƒผใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒใƒผใƒˆใซๅ–ใ‚Šๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใซใ—ใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚
During the design phase, I kept thinking about what would make you all happy. Of course, adding my individuality was important, but more than that, I tried to make the design easy to coordinate with.
ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ธไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰Tใ‚ทใƒฃใƒ„ใ‚’็€ใŸไบบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸๆ™‚ใฏใ€ใ™ใ”ใๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ไผผๅˆใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ€ๅฟƒใฎไธญใงๅ‘Ÿใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฎTใ‚ทใƒฃใƒ„ใ‚‚ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใฎไบบใซๆ„›ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใซใชใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ„ใชใ€‚
Being on stage and seeing someone in the crowd wearing my T-shirt would make me incredibly happy. I'd think in my head, "It fits you well!", and I hope a lot of people will love this shirt.
ไปŠๅคœใฏ22ๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ŒSHINING RADIO STAY TUNEDใ€ใฎ้…ไฟกใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใญใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ ใง่ฆ–่ดใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ€‚ไบˆๅฎšใŒ็ฉบใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบบใฏไธ€็ท’ใซๆฅฝใ—ใ‚‚ใ†ใญใ€‚
"SHINING RADIO STAY TUNED" will be broadcast tonight at 10 PM. I intend to listen to it while it is on. Let's enjoy it together if you are free.
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้…ไฟกใŒๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใญใ€‚ใƒ‘ใƒผใ‚ฝใƒŠใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฏใƒžใ‚ตใƒˆใจใƒฌใƒณใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไปฒ่‰ฏใใงใใ‚‹ใ‹ใช๏ผŸๆ˜”ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ˆใใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚ซใ—ใฆใŸใ‘ใฉใ€‚#ShiningRadio
The show has started. The two hosts are Masato and Renโ€”I wonder if they will get along? They have always had a tendency to quarrel. #ShiningRadio
STโ˜†RISHใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซไปฒใŒใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ๆฐ—ใฅใใจ7ไบบไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใฆใ€็ฌ‘ใ„ใŒใŸใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ„ใฆใŠไบ’ใ„ใŒ่‡ช็„ถไฝ“ใง้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้–ขไฟ‚ใŒ้•ท็ถšใใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใญใ€‚#ShiningRadio
The members of STโ˜†RISH are so close to each other. They are always full of laughter when they are together. They also act so naturally around one another. I guess it's because they've known each other for so long.
#ShiningRadio
ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€Œไปฒ่‰ฏใ—ใ€ใ‚จใƒ”ใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใงใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฎ่ฉฑ้กŒใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ไป–ใฎไบบใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใŸQUARTET NIGHTใฎใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’่žใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้ข็™ฝใ„ใญใ€‚#ShiningRadio
When they were on the topic of "getting along", I didn't expect they would start talking about us. I find it interesting to hear how other people see QUARTET NIGHT. #ShiningRadio
ๆ—…่กŒใฎใŠๅœŸ็”ฃใงไธ€็•ชๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใฎใฏใ€ๅœŸ็”ฃ่ฉฑใ‹ใชใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚‚ไฝ“้จ“ใ—ใŸๆฐ—ๆŒใกใซใชใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใใฎไบบใฎ่ฆ–็‚นใ‚’้€šใ—ใŸๆ—…ๅ…ˆใฎ้ญ…ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ„ใ„ใ€‚#ShiningRadio
The souvenir that makes me happiest would be the travel stories. When I hear them, I feel as if I've experienced them myself. I also like to feel the charm of a place by listening to someone else's impressions of it.
#ShiningRadio
ใƒžใ‚ตใƒˆใฎๅ‘ณๅ™Œๆฑใฏๅฎš็•ชใฎ่ฉฑ้กŒใ ใญใ€‚ใƒžใ‚ตใƒˆใŒๅ‘ณๅ™Œๆฑใ‚’ๅฅฝใใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใฎใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚่‰ฏใ„็›ธไน—ๅŠนๆžœใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’้ฃŸในใฆใฟใŸใ„ใฃใฆๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏใ™ใ”ใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚#ShiningRadio
Well, Masato's miso soup is a go-to topic. Masato likes miso soup, so naturally his fans are also interested. It's a nice synergy. I completely understand this desire of wanting to eat the food someone else likes. #ShiningRadio
้Ÿณๆฅฝใงไบบ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝไบบใŒ็น‹ใŒใ‚Šใ€่ผชใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ใใฎ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ•ใ‚’ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚็พๅœจ้€ฒ่กŒๅฝขใงๅฎŸๆ„Ÿใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ฝใƒญใƒ™ใ‚นใƒˆใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฎ็™บๅฃฒใ‚’ใใฃใ‹ใ‘ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ›ฒใ‚’่ดใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใช๏ผŸ#ShiningRadio
Music connects people with each other, and that circle is always expanding. I realize how wonderful of a thing that is constantly. Since the release of my Solo Best album, I wondered if it could have create a chance for people to listen to my songs as well? #ShiningRadio
ใ‚ทใƒฅใƒผใ‚ฏใƒชใƒผใƒ ใ‹ใ€‚็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšๅฅฅใŒๆทฑใ„้ฃŸใน็‰ฉใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ๅฝข็Šถใ‚‚่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ„ใ—ใ€ไฝฟ็”จ็”จ้€”ใ‚‚้€šๅธธใฎใƒ‡ใ‚ถใƒผใƒˆใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€็ฝฐใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใพใงๅคšๅฒใซๆธกใ‚‹ใ€‚ #ShiningRadio
Cream puffs, huh? A profound food. Their shape is very interesting. They are not only used as normal desserts, but also in punishment games. #ShiningRadio
ใ‚ณใƒผใƒŠใƒผไธญใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใš่žใๅ…ฅใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ€‚ๆฏŽๅ›ž็ง€้€ธใชใƒชใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซๅฟœใˆใ‚‹ใƒ‘ใƒผใ‚ฝใƒŠใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฎๆผ”ๆŠ€ๅŠ›ใ‚‚ใ™ใ”ใ„ใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚ผใƒณใƒˆใงใใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚#ShiningRadio
Without realizing it, I was completely absorbed in this segment. The requests are always excellent, and the hosts' acting ability in responseย  is also amazing. It's always fun to return the words you want us to say as a gift.
#ShiningRadio
ใƒฉใ‚ธใ‚ชใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ๅ‘Š็ŸฅใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๆฌกใฎใƒ‘ใƒผใ‚ฝใƒŠใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฏใƒฌใ‚คใ‚ธใจใƒœใ‚ฏใงใŠใŠใใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใฉใ‚“ใชๆ”พ้€ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใซใ—ใฆใฆใ€‚ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“่žใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใญ๏ผŸโ€ฆโ€ฆ็ด„ๆŸใ—ใฆใ€‚
I got a message during the radio broadcastโ€”the hosts of the next broadcast will be me and Reiji. I can't wait to see how this is going to go. Of course you will tune in, right? ... Promise it.
ใ™ใ”ใ้ข็™ฝใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ #ShiningRadio ใฎใฟใ‚“ใชใฎใ‚ณใƒกใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆ่žใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚่žใ้€ƒใ—ใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸไบบใ‚‚ใ€ๆœŸ้–“ไธญใซใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใ—ใฆใฟใฆใญใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใพใŸใญใ€‚
It was so interesting that I'm going to listen to it again with your comments in mind #ShiningRadio. For those of you who missed something when it aired, you can now go check out what it was. Well, see you again.
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10.08.
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ใŠใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ไป•ไบ‹ใฎใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใƒˆใŒ้…ใ‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅค–ใ‚’ๆ•ฃ็ญ–ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚
Good morning. Since work starts a little later today, I'm walking around outside.
ไปŠๅนดใฎๅคใฏใ‚ณใƒฉใƒœใƒฌใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚ตใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚นใ‚’ใ‚ˆใใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฝฟใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚นใฎๅ†™็œŸใงใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใญใ€‚ใ“ใฎใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚นใ‚‚ๆŠ˜ใ‚ŠใŸใŸใ‚ใฆไพฟๅˆฉใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚
I've been wearing the collaboration sunglasses a lot this summer. Since I'm using them right now, I can only show you a picture of the case. I like the way you can conveniently fold it.
ใ‚ตใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚นใฏใƒ•ใ‚กใƒƒใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฎใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๅค–ๅ‡บใฎ้š›ใฎๅค‰่ฃ…ใซใ‚‚ไธ€ๅฝน่ฒทใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ไพฟๅˆฉใชใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ไฝฟใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใช๏ผŸ
Sunglasses are also a fashion statement, but on occasions when I need to go outside, they can be used as a disguise. Do you use sunglasses as well?
๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ็ดซ่‰ฒใฎใ‚ซใƒฉใƒผใƒฌใƒณใ‚บใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใจใใ‚ใใ‚’่กจ็พใ—ใŸใƒ†ใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใฎๅฝขใŒใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใฎใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ปใƒณใƒˆใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ๆจชใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใŸๆ™‚ใฎๅฐ่ฑกใ‚‚ๆ„่ญ˜ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚
The lenses are tinted light purple and the temples are designed to represent a heartbeat. That way, there's not only an effect when you look at it from the front, but also when you look at it from the side.
ใ“ใฎใพใพ็พๅ ดใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ๅคใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใญใ€‚
I'm off to work now. Enjoy your summer.
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ใ‚นใƒšใ‚ทใƒฃใƒซTใ‚ทใƒฃใƒ„ใฎใ‚ตใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ้–‹ใ‘ใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใชใ€‚
I received a sample of my special T-shirt. Let me open it up real quick.
Tใ‚ทใƒฃใƒ„ใซๆใ่พผใ‚“ใ ้ณฅใฎใƒขใƒใƒผใƒ•ใฏใ€ๆญŒ่ฉžใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใซๆใ„ใฆใŸใ‚‚ใฎใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๆ–‡ๅญ—ใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใ€็ตตใ‚’ๆใ„ใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใŸใ€‚
I drew the bird motif on the T-shirt while thinking of the lyrics. To expand my imagination, I not only wrote words, but also drew pictures.
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็ตตใ‚’ๆใใฎใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Šๅพ—ๆ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ•ๅ›žใ‚‚็ทด็ฟ’ใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใญใ€‚็ฐก็•ฅๅŒ–ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ทšใง่กจ็พใ—ใชใใกใ‚ƒใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ„ใ„ๆฐ—ๅˆ†่ปขๆ›ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚
I'm not really good at drawing, so I practiced a lot. I had to express it with simplified lines, which was quite difficult. But all in all, it was a nice change of pace.
ใƒฉใƒณใƒžใƒซใŒใ‚นใƒšใ‚ทใƒฃใƒซTใ‚ทใƒฃใƒ„ใ‚’็€ใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ใƒ€ใƒณใ‚นใƒฌใƒƒใ‚นใƒณใฎๅˆ้–“ใซCDใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚Šใซๆฅใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚ไบ‹ๅ‹™ๆ‰€ใง็€ๆ›ฟใˆใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๆ™ฎ้€šใซๆ—ฅๅธธไฝฟใ„ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใญใ€‚
Ranmaru actually came while wearing my special T-shirt. Apparently he came to pick up my CD during a break from his dance lessons. It wasn't a problem because he changed clothes at the agency. He seems to wear it for everyday use.
ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒฉใƒณใƒžใƒซใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใŒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ“ใจใฟใŸใ„ใซๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใ€‚ๆฅฝๆ›ฒใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ€ใพใŸๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆ่ฉฑใ™ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ใŠไบ’ใ„ใ“ใฎๅพŒใ‚‚ไบˆๅฎšใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚
Talking about my album, Ranmaru's expression turned cheerful, as if it were his own album. But we had to find the time to talk about the songs some other day since we both had plans afterwards.
CDใจไบคๆ›ใงใ€็จฎใชใ—ใถใฉใ†ใงไฝœใฃใŸใ‚ณใƒณใƒใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ™ใ”ใ็ถบ้บ—ใช่–„็ดซ่‰ฒใ€‚ใƒญใƒผใ‚บใƒžใƒชใƒผใง้ฆ™ใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๅ…จใๅ‘ณใฎๆƒณๅƒใŒใคใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚
In exchange for my CD he gave me compote made from seedless grapes. The color was a lovely light purple. Apparently it has a rosemary scent. I can't imagine at all what it's going to taste like.
็”˜ใ•ๆŽงใˆใ‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒŽใƒผใƒฉใซๆทปใˆใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ทใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ใฏใ‚ผใƒฉใƒใƒณใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ‚ผใƒชใƒผใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใƒฉใƒณใƒžใƒซใฎใŠใ™ใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒ ใจใฎ้•ใ„ใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚
Ranmaru said the sweetness is moderate, so adding it to granola might be good. He encouraged me to add gelatin to my leftover syrup and make jelly that way. He also taught me the difference between that and jam.
ใƒฉใƒณใƒžใƒซใ‚‚ใƒฌใƒƒใ‚นใƒณใซๆˆปใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ไป•ไบ‹ใฎ็ถšใใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใพใŸๅคœใซใญใ€‚
Ranmaru seems to be returning to his lessons, so I'll continue my work as well. See you tonight.
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#่—ใฎใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใชๆ„› ใซใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ๅฏ„ใ›ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚ๆ–ฐๆ›ฒใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใพใงใซใƒชใƒชใƒผใ‚นใ—ใŸๆ›ฒใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚่งฆใ‚Œใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใญใ€‚
Thank you for leaving all your thoughts about my album under the hashtag #Ai'sAmbivalentLove. You even touched on my other released songs, not just my new ones.
ใƒชใƒชใƒผใ‚น้ †ใซ1ๆžšใฎCDใซใพใจใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ †ใ‚’่ฟฝใฃใฆ่ดใใจใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆญŒๅฃฐใฎๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ใฉใฎๆ›ฒใซใ‚‚ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚
All the songs are in the order they were released, so if you listen to the CD you can hear the changes in my voice. Each song has its own unforgettable story to tell.
ใฟใ‚“ใชใŒๆ”นใ‚ใฆๆ›ฒใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใฎๆƒณใ„ใ‚’ไผใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใพใŸๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใŒๅข—ใˆใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅŒใ˜ๆ›ฒใงใ‚‚ๆ™‚้–“ใŒ็ตŒใคใ“ใจใงใ€ๆ„Ÿใ˜ๆ–นใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้ข็™ฝใ„็พ่ฑกใ ใญใ€‚
You have told me about your first impressions of my songs, and now new memories have been added to them. They are the same songs, but with the passage of time, the way one feels about them changes. What an interesting phenomenon.
ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆดปๅ‹•ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใไฝ“้จ“ใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใšใฃใจๅ›ใซๅฟœๆดใ—ใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒซใงใ„ใชใ„ใจใญใ€‚ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ใฃใจๅฅฝใใซใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใคใ„ใฆใใฆใ€‚
That's because we gain experience while our life goes on.ย  I have to continue to be an idol that you always want to support.
Follow me and I'll make you like me even more.
ๅ›ใจ้Žใ”ใ™ๆ™‚้–“ใŒๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใธใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚
The time I spend with you gives me strength for tomorrow.
ใพใŸๆœใซไผšใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใซใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใŠใ‚„ใ™ใฟใ€‚
I look forward to meeting you in the morning. Good night.
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11.08.
โœ„------------ AM 8:00 ------------โœ„
ใŠใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ไปŠๆœใฏใƒฉใƒณใƒžใƒซใŒใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ณใƒณใƒใƒผใƒˆใ‚’้ฃŸในใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒŽใƒผใƒฉใซๆทปใˆใฆใญใ€‚
Good morning. I ate my granola mixed with the compote that Ranmaru gave me today.
ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒŽใƒผใƒฉใŒใพใ‚‹ใงใ‚ซใƒ•ใ‚งใฎใ‚นใ‚คใƒผใƒ„ใฟใŸใ„ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ใถใฉใ†ใฎ็”˜ใฟใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ใƒฌใƒขใƒณใฎ้…ธๅ‘ณใ‚‚ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ“ใซใตใ‚ใฃใจ้ฆ™ใ‚‹ใƒญใƒผใ‚บใƒžใƒชใƒผใ€‚็ตถๅฆ™ใชๅ‘ณใฎใƒใƒผใƒขใƒ‹ใƒผใ ใญใ€‚
My granola ended up looking like a dessert from a cafe. As I was eating, I could not only taste the sweetness of the grapes, but also the sourness of lemon. Combined with the scent of rosemary, it made an exquisite harmony of flavors.
ใƒฉใƒณใƒžใƒซใฎใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฎ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝใƒชใƒผใ‚นๆœŸ้–“ใซใ‚‚ๆ‰‹ไฝœใ‚Šใฎใƒžใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ™ใ”ใ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚่œ‚่œœใฎ็”˜ใ•ใ‚„้†ฌๆฒนใฎใ‚ณใ‚ฏใŒ็‰นๅพด็š„ใงใ€ๅธ‚่ฒฉๅ“ใจ้ฃŸในๆฏ”ในใฆใฟใŸใ‘ใฉๅ…จ็„ถ้•ใฃใŸใ€‚
I also once received Ranmaru's homemade mustard back when his album was released, which was really delicious. The sweet honey and rich soy sauce flavors were very distinctive. I compared it to store-bought mustard, but the taste was completely different.
ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ€้ฃŸใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹่ˆˆๅ‘ณใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใใฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚„ไปฒ้–“ใฎๅฝฑ้ŸฟใŒๅคงใใ„ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ๆ•™ใˆใฆใญใ€‚
Recently, my interest in food has widened. This may be due to the influence of my colleagues and you. So please continue to teach me.
โœ„------------ PM 4:00 ------------โœ„
ไป•ไบ‹ใจไป•ไบ‹ใฎ็ฉบใๆ™‚้–“ใซใ€ใƒฌใƒณใŒๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚ŠใซๆฅใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใฎใŒๅพ…ใก้ ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ€‚
Ren said he couldn't wait, so he came to pick up my album before his break.
ๆ—ฉใ่ดใใŸใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไบ‹ๅ‹™ๆ‰€ใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใŠใใ‘ใฉใฃใฆๆๆกˆใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ๆœฌไบบใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰‹ๆธกใ—ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚ใƒฌใƒณใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ“ใ ใ‚ใ‚Šใ ใญใ€‚
I offered to deliver my album to the agency for him, but it seems receiving my album in person was more meaningful to him. That is very much like him.
ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใซใคใ„ใฆใฏ่ดใ่พผใ‚“ใงใ‹ใ‚‰่ฉฑใใ†ใฃใฆใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ใพใŸไผšใ†็›ฎ็š„ใŒใงใใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚
He wants to hear it first, though, before we start talking about it. We're happy to have another opportunity to meet.
ใƒฌใƒณใจใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒฉใƒ–ใƒชใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ธใƒผใ‚’ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚CDใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๆธกใ™ใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒ็‰ฉ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ€‚้ขใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€‚
It wasn't enough to just give him my album, so we're going to play some Loveril Fantasy now. It's been a while since we got together to play in person.
ๅฎถใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใคใ‚‚ไฝฟใฃใฆใ‚‹ใƒžใ‚ฆใ‚นใƒ‘ใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚็’ฐๅขƒใฏใชใ‚‹ในใๅŒใ˜ใซใ—ใŸใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ไป–ใซใ‚‚ใƒฉใƒ–ใƒชใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ธใƒผใฎใ‚ฐใƒƒใ‚บใฏๆ„›็”จใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚
I brought my mousepad from home to make my environment as similar to home as possible. And I also use other Loveril Fantasy goods on a regular basis.
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้•ทๆ™‚้–“ใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใฏ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธญใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใฎใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใ€‚1ไบบ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝใ‚‚ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚ขใงใใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€2ไบบใงๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใŸใปใ†ใŒๆ–ญ็„ถๆ—ฉใ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใƒฌใƒณใซใ‚‚้ ผใ‚Šใซใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ—ใ€้ ‘ๅผตใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ€‚
It would be difficult to play for a long time so we plan to do some mid-ranked quests. They can be done solo, but together we can do them much faster. I rely on Ren a lot, so I have to do my best.
ไปฒ้–“ใจๅฅฝใใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใ—ใฆ้Šใถๆ™‚้–“ใฏใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใซใจใฃใฆๅคงๅˆ‡ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ—ใฎ้–“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚
I appreciate the time I get to do the things I like with colleagues. I'm going to enjoy myself to the fullest, at least for a while.
โœ„------------ PM 7:00 ------------โœ„
ใƒชใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚นใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ ใฏ็ต‚ไบ†ใ€‚ใƒฌใƒณใจๅˆฅใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚
Relaxation time is over. Ren left and my work begins now.
ๆŠฝ้ธไผš็”จใฎใƒใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใซใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆœ€ๅˆใฎ1ๆžšใฏใฟใ‚“ใชใซ็ซ‹ใกไผšใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใใฆใ€‚ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ๅพ…ใฃใฆใฆใญใ€‚
I'm signing the posters for the lottery. I want to show you the first one, but I have to do some preparations, so give me a second.
ๅฟƒใ‚’่พผใ‚ใฆใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใฉใ“ใซใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ๅฐ‘ใ—่ฟทใฃใŸใ€‚CDใงใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใชใ„้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚‚ใ€ใƒใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใงใฏ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใŒใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ ใญใ€‚
I signed it with all my heart. I was a bit unsure where to sign though. I decided on a place that is only visible on the poster but not on the CD.
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ๅ›ใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๆตฎใ‹ในใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆƒณใ„ใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใซๅฑŠใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‚ใ“ใฎใƒใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒใฉใ‚“ใชไบบใฎๆ‰‹ใซๆธกใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ๆƒณๅƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใƒฏใ‚ฏใƒฏใ‚ฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚
I'll keep signing with your smile on my mind. May my signature and feelings reach you. I'm excited to think of all the people who will receive these posters.
ใ‚ตใ‚คใƒณใ‚’ๆ›ธใใฎใซ้›†ไธญใ—ใŸใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ“ใ“ใพใงใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใฏ้€ฑๆœซใฎๅคœใ‚’ๆบ€ๅ–ซใ—ใฆใญใ€‚
I want to concentrate on the signing, so I'm going to call it a day here. Go and enjoy this weekend night to the fullest.
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12.08.
โœ„------------ AM 9:00 ------------โœ„
ใŠใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฎๆ—ฅ่ชฒใฏใฟใ‚“ใชใซๆœใฎๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ†1ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใช๏ผŸ
Good morning. Recently, it has become part of my daily routine to greet you in the morning. Something else has also been added to my routine. Can you guess what it is?
ๆญฃ่งฃใฏใ€ใ‚ปใ‚ทใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใƒ†ใƒฉใƒชใ‚ฆใƒ ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไปŠใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚ใพใ‚Šๅคงใใชๅค‰ๅŒ–ใฏใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€่‰ฏใ„็Šถๆณใชใ‚“ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚
The answer is: looking after the terrarium I got from Cecil. Nothing much has changed so far, but I think that's a good sign.
ๆธฉๅบฆใ‚„ๆนฟๅบฆใŒ้ฉใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€ๅฟ…่ฆใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๆฐดใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚่จ˜้Œฒใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใ—ใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๆค็‰ฉใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใง้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚
I check the temperature and humidity and add water if necessary. It's also fun to document, and the plants have an effect on the atmosphere of the room.
ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‹ๆ—ฅ่ชฒใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ #่—ใฎใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใชๆ„› ใงๆ•™ใˆใฆใญใ€‚ๅ›ใŒใฉใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใซ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ€‚
If you have your own routines, tell me about them using the hashtag #Ai'sAmbivalentLove. I want to know what you're interested in.
ๅˆๅพŒใซไผ‘ๆ†ฉๆ™‚้–“ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๆ™‚ใซไผšใ„ใซๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใญใ€‚
I have some free time in the afternoon, so I'll be back then. See you later.
โœ„------------ PM 3:00 ------------โœ„
ไป•ไบ‹ใฎๅˆ้–“ใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใŠๅบ—ใงๆค็‰ฉใ‚’่ฒทใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ปใ‚ทใƒซใฎใƒ†ใƒฉใƒชใ‚ฆใƒ ใจไธ€็ท’ใซ้ขๅ€’ใ‚’ใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚
I found a shop between work sessions and bought a plant there. I thought I could take care of it while maintaining Cecil's terrarium.
ใƒ˜ใƒŸใ‚ชใƒ‹ใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚น ใ‚ขใƒชใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒชใ‚ขใ€‚ใƒใƒผใƒˆใฎๅฝขใ‚’ใ—ใŸ่‘‰ใŒ็‰นๅพดใฎใ‚ทใƒ€ๆค็‰ฉใ€‚ใใฎๅฝข็Šถใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒใƒผใƒˆใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚„ใƒใƒฌใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒณใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใจใ‚‚ๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚
Hemionitis arifolia. It's a fern characterized by its heart-shaped leaves. This must be the reason why it's also called "heart fern" or "Valentine's fern".
็›ดๅฐ„ๆ—ฅๅ…‰ใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใŸๆ˜Žใ‚‹ใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’ๅฅฝใฟใ€ๆฐดใ‚„ใ‚Šใซใฏๆณจๆ„ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๅญฃ็ฏ€ใ‚„็’ฐๅขƒใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใฆ้ฉๅˆ‡ใช็ฎก็†ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ใจใญใ€‚
It has a preference for well-lit areas, but direct sunlight should be avoided. It's important to pay attention to how you water it, because the amount of water depends on the season and environment. You must pay close attention to it.
ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏไบบ้–“่ฆณๅฏŸใŒๅฅฝใใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆค็‰ฉ่ฆณๅฏŸใ‚‚ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„่ถฃๅ‘ณใซๅŠ ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ๆค็‰ฉใฏ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่ฉฑใ•ใชใ„ๅˆ†ใ€ใ‚ณใƒŸใƒฅใƒ‹ใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚’ใจใ‚‹ใฎใŒ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆ็†่งฃใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใชใ€‚
I like observing people, but observing plants could be a new interest for me. Plants can't talk, which makes communication quite difficult, but I want to learn to understand them over time.
ๆฌกใฎไป•ไบ‹ใพใงใ€ๆ—ฉ้€Ÿๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆค็‰ฉใซใจใฃใฆๆœ€้ซ˜ใฎ็’ฐๅขƒใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใŸใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚
I want to prepare the best environment for my plants, so I will immediately start gathering information until it's time to work again.
โœ„------------ PM 8:00 ------------โœ„
ใŸใ ใ„ใพใ€‚ๅฎถใซๆˆปใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆค็‰ฉใฎๅฑ…ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใŸใ€‚ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจๆ—ฅๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใฏ็ขบ่ชใงใใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅคšๅˆ†ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚
I'm back. I'd been preparing a spot for my plants since I got home. I have to wait for tomorrow to confirm the sunny spots, but I think it should be fine.
ไปŠๅพŒใฎไป•ไบ‹ใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹่ณ‡ๆ–™ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠๅคœใฏๆœฌใ‚’่ชญใ‚€ๆ™‚้–“ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใช็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ใฎๆœฌใจใ€้–ข้€ฃใ—ใใ†ใชๆœฌใฎ2ๅ†Šใ€‚
I received documents for an upcoming job, so I'll spend some time reading two books tonight. One covers the fundamentals while the other one may be relevant.
ใ„ใพใพใงใซๆŒ‘ๆˆฆใ—ใŸใ“ใจใฎใชใ„ใ‚ณใƒณใ‚ปใƒ—ใƒˆใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ™ใ”ใ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๆฉŸไผšใŒใชใ„ใจ่งฆใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒณใƒซใ ใ—ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใจๅŒใ˜ใ ใฃใฆไบบใ‚‚ๅคšใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆ็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ใŒๆทฑใพใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใซๆ—ฅๅธธ็”Ÿๆดปใงใ‚‚่ฉฆใ—ใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚
It's about a concept I've never been immersed in before, so it's very compelling. I'm sure there are a lot of people like me who wouldn't be able to touch this genre unless an opportunity came along. Once I deepen my knowledge about it, I think I'll use it in my daily life.
ใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฎๆดปๅ‹•ใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใŒๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€็ตŒ้จ“ใงใใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ด ็›ดใซๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๅ›ใฎไบบ็”Ÿใซๅฐ‘ใ—ใงใ‚‚ๅ–œใณใจใ„ใ†ๅฝฉใ‚Šใ‚’ๆทปใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใฃใฆๆ€ใ†ใ€‚
I am really happy to see you learn and experience new things through our daily lives. I hope I can add a little color, a little joy, to your life.
ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆ่€ƒใˆใŸใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ˆใซๆŒจๆ‹ถใ—ใฆใŠใใ€‚ๅ›ใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ๅคงๅˆ‡ใซใญใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใ‚‚1ๆ—ฅใ€ใŠ็–ฒใ‚Œๆง˜ใ€‚
I want to invest proper time thinking about this, so I'll say goodbye first. Make sure you value your own time as well. You've done well today too.
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13.08.
โœ„------------ AM 9:00 ------------โœ„
ใŠใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏ1ๆ—ฅใ‚ชใƒ•ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅˆๅพŒใซไบˆๅฎšใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใพใงใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š้Žใ”ใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ€‚
Good morning. Today's my day off. I have plans for the afternoon, but until then I'm going to spend my time at my own pace.
ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏไผ‘ใฟใฎไบบใ‚‚ๅคšใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅนณๆ—ฅใซไผ‘ใฟใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—็‰นๅˆฅใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ™‚ใซใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ‹ๆ‚ฉใ‚€ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚
Many people may have today off, but having a weekday free makes it feel a little more special. At times like these, I wonder what I should do.
ๅคฉๆฐ—ใฎใ„ใ„ๆ—ฅใฏๅฎถใฎ่ฟ‘ใใ‚’ๆ•ฃ็ญ–ใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅคšใ„ใ‹ใชใ€‚ๅคใฏๆฐ—ๆธฉใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆณจๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ใ‚ใจใฏใ€ไป•ไบ‹ใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹่ณ‡ๆ–™ใ‚’่ชญใ‚“ใ ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚
I like to take strolls near my home on days with good weather. But the temperatures are high in the summer, so it's important to be careful. Otherwise, I tend to read my documents for work.
ใงใ‚‚ใ“ใฎ2้€ฑ้–“ใฏๆ‚ฉใพใšใซๆธˆใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ #่—ใฎใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใชๆ„› ใ‚’ใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใ™ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใ€็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๆ™‚้–“ใฎไฝฟใ„ๆ–นใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๅคงๅˆ‡ใซ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚
But these past two weeks I didn't need to worry about not knowing what to do. By checking the hashtag #Ai'sAmbivalentLove I find various wonderful ways to spend my time. I am looking through them carefully.
โœ„------------ PM 2:00 ------------โœ„
ใ‚ซใƒŸใƒฅใซๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๆŒ‡ๅฎšใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ็€ใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆด‹้คจใฟใŸใ„ใชๅปบ็‰ฉใ€‚CDใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๆธกใ™ใ ใ‘ใฎใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰้•ใ†ใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚
Camus called me to an appointed place. It looks like a western-styled building. It seems I won't just be giving him my album, then.
ๅ€‹ๅฎคใซ้€šใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ขใƒ•ใ‚ฟใƒŒใƒผใƒณใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚
I got led to a private room. Looks like we'll soon have some afternoon tea.
ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšCDใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใŸใ€‚ใพใ•ใ‹ใ“ใ‚“ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆๆ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใ ใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃพใฃใฆใŠใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ใ ใฃใฆใ€‚
I went ahead and gave him my CD. But I never expected to exchange my album at such a place. He said that we might as well make it a special occasion.
ๅคงใใชใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ‰ใŒๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ€‚ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒˆใซใ‚ปใ‚คใƒœใƒชใƒผใ‚‚ใ‚นใ‚คใƒผใƒ„ใ‚‚3ๅ€‹ใšใคไน—ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ไป–ใซ่ชฐใ‹ๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใช๏ผŸ
A big sweets stand appeared. On the plates are savories and sweets for three. Will someone join us?
ใ‚ซใƒŸใƒฅใŒ2ไบบๅˆ†้ฃŸในใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚็‰นๅˆฅใชๆ—ฅใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ„่จณใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€้€šๅธธ้‹่ปขใ ใญใ€‚ๅคใฎๆš‘ใ•ใซ่ฒ ใ‘ใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใใ†ใงใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
Apparently, Camus will eat two servings. He excused it by calling it a special day but this is just his standard procedure. I believed the heat of the summer had afflicted him but he seems to be doing well.
ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ‚ซใƒŸใƒฅใŒ็ด…่Œถใ‚’ใ‚ตใƒผใƒ–ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใŠ่Œถใฎใ‚ปใƒฌใ‚ฏใƒˆใ‚‚ใŠไปปใ›ใ€‚ๅ„ช้›…ใง็„ก้ง„ใฎใชใ„ๅ‹•ไฝœใฏใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒๅŸทไบ‹ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒซใ€‚
Camus wants to serve black tea today. Leave the tea selection to him. That graceful economy of movement is what you expect from the steward idol.
ใ‚ซใƒŸใƒฅใŒๅฐ‘ใ—ใฎ้–“ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’่จฑใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ ใฃใฆใ•ใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใซใคใ„ใฆ่ฉฑใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใƒ•ใ‚ฟใƒŒใƒผใƒณใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใ‚’ๅ ช่ƒฝใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚
He asked to borrow some of my time to talk about my album while savoring the afternoon tea.
โœ„------------ PM 5:00 ------------โœ„
ใ‚ซใƒŸใƒฅใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใง็ด ๆ•ตใชๆ™‚้–“ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๆ‰‹ๅŽšใใ‚‚ใฆใชใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใชใ„ใจใญใ€‚
I had a great time thanks to Camus. I'm truly grateful for his great hospitality.ย 
ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฎๆฅฝๆ›ฒใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ซใƒŸใƒฅใฏใ‚นใ‚คใƒผใƒ„ใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œ่งฃ่ชฌใ—ๅˆใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰็››ใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใฟๆ–นใŒๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ใฎใฏใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ไผผใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใญใ€‚
We got more pumped up as I talked about my album songs and Camus about sweets. Both subjects become more enjoyable the more you know about them.
ๆฌกใฏใ‚ซใƒŸใƒฅใฎใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ“ใงใฎใฟใ‚“ใชใจใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใƒใƒˆใƒณใ‚’็น‹ใ„ใงใ„ใใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใชใ‚ŠใซๅŠ›ใซใชใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใชใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚
It's Camus' turn next, so I told him about the interactions I had with you all. It felt like a passing of the baton, so I can't help but hope that I was of some help to him.
ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ซใƒผใ‚’ๅ‹™ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใƒ—ใƒฌใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฃใƒผใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏ่‡ชไฟกใซๆบ€ใกใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใฃใจใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใพใ›ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€‚
With a look of confidence, he told me that being an anchor comes with its own pressures. I'm sure he'll keep you all entertained.
ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซๅฏ„ใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅธฐใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ๅคงๅˆ‡ใซใ—ใฆใญใ€‚
I'll return home after stopping at an interesting place. Make sure you value your time as well.
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ใŸใ ใ„ใพใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ—ๅ‰ใซๅฎถใซ็€ใ„ใฆใ€ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใŸใ€‚
I'm back. I got home just a while ago and went through the things I bought.
ใพใšใฏๆœ้ฃŸใง้ฃŸในใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒŽใƒผใƒฉใ€‚ใƒ™ใƒผใ‚นใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ใชใƒ•ใƒฌใƒผใƒใƒผใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใญใ€‚ใƒใƒงใ‚ณใƒฌใƒผใƒˆใ€็ด…่Œถใ€ใ‚ณใƒผใƒ’ใƒผใ€ใ‚ทใƒŠใƒขใƒณ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝใ‹ใ‚นใƒ‘ใ‚คใ‚นใŒใใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ใ„ใใคใ‹่ณผๅ…ฅใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚
First, granola for breakfast. Even the granola base comes in different flavors. Chocolate, black tea, coffee, cinnamon, and all kinds of spices. I bought the flavors that I thought were interesting.
ๆฌกใซใ€ๆค็‰ฉๆ ฝๅŸน็”จใฎ้“ๅ…ทใ€‚้œงๅนใใ‚„ๆฐดๅทฎใ—ใ€ๆ „้คŠๅ‰คใ€‚่ชฟในใฆๅฟ…่ฆใใ†ใชใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ๆƒใˆใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใพใ‚Š้Žไฟ่ญทใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅ…ƒใซๆฅใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใซใฏๅคงๅˆ‡ใซใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚
Then I got tools for cultivating plants. I got a spray bottle, a watering can, and nutrients. I gathered a few items that seem necessary for my research. I don't want to be too overprotective, but since they are by my side, I want to treat my plants well.
ใใ—ใฆใƒกใ‚คใƒณใฏ็”ปๆๅบ—ใ€‚็ตตใ‚’ๆใใŸใ‚ใฎ้“ๅ…ทใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚็จฎ้กžใŒใ™ใ”ใ่ฑŠๅฏŒใง้ฉšใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ€ŒSHINING MUSEUMใ€ใฎๆ™‚ใซใ‚‚ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ไฝ•ใงๆใใ‹ใ€ใฉใฎ็ด™ใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใ‹ใงใƒ†ใ‚คใ‚นใƒˆใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚
And the place I wanted to visit the most was the art supply shop. I looked at some art tools, and the vast variety surprised me. What you use to draw,ย  and the paper you use depends on the taste of the artist. I had the same realization during the time of the SHINING MUSEUM.
ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒœใƒฌใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ—ใŸๆฐดๅฝฉ่‰ฒ้‰›็ญ†ใ‚‚ไฝฟใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€ๆ–ฐใ—ใๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใƒ–ใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใฎๆฐดๆ€งใƒšใƒณใ‚‚่ฉฆใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚
I still use the watercolor pencils from back then, of course. Additionally, I want to test out my newly bought water-based brush pen.
ๆใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’ๆฐดใซๆบถใ‹ใ—ใฆไฝฟใ†ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰็›ธๆ€งใŒ่‰ฏใ•ใใ†ใ€‚็ดฐ่Šฏใ‚‚ใคใ„ใฆใฆใ€ใใฃใกใฏ็ดฐใ‹ใ„้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’ๆใใฎใซๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚
It works well because the paint can be blurred with water afterwards as well. It also comes with a thin lead that can be used for more detailed parts.
็ตตใฎ็ทด็ฟ’ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‚’ๆใใ‹ๆ‚ฉใ‚€ใชใ€‚ใ‚‚ใฃใจไธŠๆ‰‹ใใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใงใฟใ‚“ใชใซ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚
I'm going to practice drawing without worrying about what to draw. It would be great to show you my drawings one day when I'm better at it.
1ๆ—ฅไป˜ใๅˆใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใŒไธ€็ท’ใซๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใ„ใ‚ชใƒ•ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ใŠใ‚„ใ™ใฟใ€‚
Thank you for sticking around all day. If you all had fun, then it was a good day off. Good night.
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ใŠใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ใคใ„ใซๆœ€็ต‚ๆ—ฅใ€‚2้€ฑ้–“ใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๆฏŽๆœไผšใˆใŸใฎใŒใ™ใ”ใๅฌ‰ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
Good morning. At last, we reached the final day. I really enjoyed greeting you all each morning for the past two weeks here.
็›ฎ่ฆšใ‚ใŸๆ™‚ใซใ€ไธ€็•ชๆœ€ๅˆใซ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏใฟใ‚“ใชใฎใ“ใจใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†่ตทใใŸใ‹ใช๏ผŸไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใช๏ผŸใฃใฆใ€ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆ #่—ใฎใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใชๆ„› ใฎใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธใซ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ™ใ€‚
The first thing on my mind after waking up was you. I couldn't help but wonder if you are up already or what you're doing. Then I'd check the hashtag #Ai'sAmbivalentLove.
ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ—ฅๅธธใซใ€ๅ›ใŒๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ๅผทใๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๅ›ใซใ‚‚ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ—ฅๅธธใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใŸใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ใช๏ผŸ
I strongly felt your presence throughout my daily life. Likewise, you got to know about the way I live my daily life. How was it?
ๅคงใใช่ฟ”ไบ‹ใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚ๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ๅคงๅˆ‡ใซ้Žใ”ใใ†ใ€‚
I might get a lot of replies to that. Let's spend our precious remaining time well.
ไปŠๆ—ฅใ‚‚1ๆ—ฅใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใซๅนธใ›ใ‚’ๅฑŠใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚่กŒใฃใฆใใพใ™ใ€‚
I'll make you happy today as well. See you later.
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ไผ‘ๆ†ฉๆ™‚้–“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ๆ’ฎใฃใŸๅ†™็œŸใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ่žใ‹ใ‚ŒใฆใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚
It's break time. Let's take some time to talk about the first picture I took. Many of you asked for it.
ๆœ€ๅˆใฏ่จ˜้Œฒใจใ—ใฆๆ’ฎๅฝฑใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ๆ’ฎใ‚‹ใ“ใจ่‡ชไฝ“ใŒๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใซๅ…ฑๆœ‰ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใ‚‹ใ—ใ€‚
At first, I only took pictures to document things but then I started to enjoy it. That way I can share them with everyone too.
ใงใ‚‚ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฏใ‚ทใƒฃใƒƒใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅฟƒใซ็„ผใไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚่จ˜ๆ†ถใซๆฎ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‚
Recently, however, instead of pushing the shutter I prefer to burn the moments into my heart to keep them in my memory.
ใจใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ—ฅใฎ็ฉบใ€‚ๅคใ‚‰ใ—ใ„้’็ฉบใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ๆ—ฅๅธธใŒใ™ใ”ใ่ผใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅ›ใจ้Žใ”ใ—ใŸ2้€ฑ้–“ใฎๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใจๅ…ฑใซ่ƒธใซๅˆปใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ€‚
The sky on that day was a typical blue summer sky. Shining on an ordinary day. Engraved in my heart together with the memories we made in the past two weeks.
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ๅๆฎ‹ๆƒœใ—ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚ไป•ไบ‹ใซๆˆปใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆฌกใซไผšใ†ๆ™‚ใซใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใŒใงใใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ„ใชใ€‚
I'm reluctant to leave but it's about time for me to return to work. Next time we meet I hope I can deliver good news.
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ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ณใƒณใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒผใ‚ฏใƒชใƒผCDใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ญใƒณใ‚ฐ2ไฝใซใ€ใ‚ฝใƒญใƒ™ใ‚นใƒˆใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใ€ใŒใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใ‚คใƒณใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใŒๅฟœๆดใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅคขใ‚’ๅถใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚
My Solo Best Album "Ambivalent" placed 2nd on the Oricon Weekly CD Album Ranking! This is a dream come true, and made possible by your support. For that, I am truly grateful.
ใ“ใ‚Œใพใงใฎใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆดปๅ‹•ใŒๅคšใใฎไบบใซไผใ‚ใฃใŸ็ตๆžœใชใ‚“ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚็พŽ้ขจ ่—๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝใ—ใฆใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจ่‡ชไฝ“ใŒใจใฆใ‚‚ๅนธใ›ใชใ“ใจใชใฎใซใ€ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฎๅ–œใณใ‚’ใฟใ‚“ใชใซใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚
I think this achievement is also due to sharing my lifestyle with you. It makes me so happy to release an album as Ai Mikaze, but more than that, I have received more happiness from all of you.
ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใ€Œๆ„›ใ€ใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใฎไธญใซๅฎฟใ‚Šใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆญŒใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ใ“ใฎใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฏๅ›ใจ็ดกใ„ใ ใ€Œๆ„›ใ€ใฎ่ปŒ่ทกใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้ŽๅŽปใจ็พๅœจใŒ่ฉฐใพใฃใฆใ‚‹
I'll shelter this "love" that I received from you and eventually it will become songs. This album is a miracle spun by our "love"โ€”containing my past and present.
ใ“ใ‚Œใพใงใ‚’ๅคงๅˆ‡ใซใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆœŸๅพ…ใซๅฟœใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ ‘ๅผตใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้€ฒๅŒ–ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฑŠใ‘ใฆใปใ—ใ„ใ€‚
Everything up to this point was important, but from now on I'll show you a new side of me. I'll work hard to surpass your expectations, so I hope you'll be there to witness my evolution.
ไป•ไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใพใŸๅพŒใงใญใ€‚็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใงใใ‚‹้™ใ‚Šๆ—ฉใๆˆปใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚
I still have work to do, so I'll see you later. I'll be back as soon as possible.
ใƒžใƒฉใ‚ซใ‚นๆŒฏใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใƒ€ใƒกใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚
I guess he has to play his maracas.
ใƒฌใ‚คใ‚ธใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ใƒฉใƒณใƒžใƒซใ‚‚ใ‚ซใƒŸใƒฅใ‚‚ๆฅใŸใ€‚
And Reiji wasn't aloneโ€”Ranmaru and Camus came as well.
ใ‚นใ‚ฑใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใƒซใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใŸไป•ไบ‹ใฏใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚คใ‚ฏใ€‚ใ‚ตใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚คใ‚บใฎใŸใ‚ใซไบ‹ๅ‹™ๆ‰€ใซๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ€ไบˆๅฎšใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ€‚
The job I had on my schedule was faked. The agency helped them by arranging my schedule to surprise me.
ใพใ•ใ‹ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ‰‹ใฎ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใงๆฅใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‹ใชใ‚Šๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใฆใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…จ็„ถ็–‘ใฃใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
I never expected them to come up with such an intricate plan. I didn't suspect anything since it was planned quite some time ago.
ไผš่ญฐๅฎคใงๅพ…ใฃใฆใŸใ‚‰ใ€็ช็„ถใƒžใƒฉใ‚ซใ‚นใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใƒฌใ‚คใ‚ธใŒ็™ปๅ ดใ€‚ใƒฉใƒณใƒžใƒซใจใ‚ซใƒŸใƒฅใ‚‚็ถšใ‘ใฆๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ‹ใ‚‰้ฉšใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฟตใฎใŸใ‚ไผใˆใฆใŠใใจใ€ใƒฉใƒณใƒžใƒซใจใ‚ซใƒŸใƒฅใฏใƒžใƒฉใ‚ซใ‚นใฏๆŒฏใฃใฆใชใ„ใ€‚
I was waiting in the conference room when suddenly Reiji appeared, playing his maracas. I was surprised to see that Ranmaru and Camus followed. For disclosure: Ranmaru and Camus were not playing maracas.
ไปŠใ‚‚ใ‚ขใƒณใƒ“ใƒใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใชๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚้•ทใ„้–“ไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€3ไบบใฎ่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏไบˆๆธฌใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’ๅ›ฐใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๅ–œใฐใ›ใŸใ‚Šใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ้ข็™ฝใ„ใญใ€‚
This, too, makes me feel ambivalent. We've been together for a long time but I still can't predict them. They trouble me and they make me happy. They're definitely amusing.
ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ณใƒณใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒผใ‚ฏใƒชใƒผใฎใŠ็ฅใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใŠใ‚ใงใจใ†ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ๅๅˆ†ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ๆฐ—ๅˆใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ไป˜ใๅˆใฃใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใชใ€‚
They say they want to celebrate the Oricon Weekly Ranking. Congratulations would have been enough. But they seem to have worked hard on preparing this surprise, so I'll go along with it.
ๆœ€ๅพŒใฏไธ€็ท’ใซ้Žใ”ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆˆปใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใพใงๅพ…ใฃใฆใฆใญใ€‚
I'll be back to spend the last moments together with you, so wait for me.
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ใŠๅพ…ใŸใ›ใ€‚ใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใจใฎๆ™‚้–“ใฏใ™ใ”ใๅ……ๅฎŸใ—ใฆใŸใ€‚ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใŠ็ฅใ„๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ใ“ใ“ใงใฎ2้€ฑ้–“ใฎใ“ใจใ‚‚่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚
I kept you waiting. The time we spent together felt really fulfilling. I got celebrated a lot and we even talked about the past two weeks.
ใ‚ฝใƒญใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒ ใฎ็™บๅฃฒใจใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๅ›ใจ้Žใ”ใ—ใŸ2้€ฑ้–“ใฏใ‹ใ‘ใŒใˆใฎใชใ„็ตŒ้จ“ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ใฉใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ‚‚ๅคงๅˆ‡ใชๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใใฃใจใ€ใšใฃใจๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚
The release of my album, as well as the two weeks we spent together have become irreplaceable experiences to me. Each moment is an important memory that I'll surely never forget.
ๆฏŽๆœใ€ๅ›ใซๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€‚ๅฟƒใŒๅ‹•ใ„ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅ…ฑๆœ‰ใ—ใฆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ›ใŒๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใฆ่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฝ•ๆฐ—ใชใ„ๆ—ฅๅธธใŒ็‰นๅˆฅใชใ‚‚ใฎใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚
Greeting you each morning, sharing things that moved me with you, and seeing your reactions. That's what made my ordinary daily life special.
ๅ›ใŒๅ‚ใซใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฏ‚ใ—ใใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซใ‚‚ๆ„›ใ—ๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—ไธๅฎ‰ใซใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ›ฒใ‚’่ดใ„ใฆใปใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๆญŒใงๆŠฑใ็ท ใ‚ใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚
I wasn't lonely because I had you by my side. I understood that we love each other this much. And if you ever feel worried, I want you to listen to my songs. I'll embrace you through my song.
ๅ›ใจๅฅใงใŸๅคขใจๆญŒใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅญ˜ๅœจ่จผๆ˜Žใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏๆฐธ้ ใซๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„็œŸๅฎŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆœชๆฅใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใซ็ดกใ„ใงใ„ใ“ใ†ใ€‚
The dreams and songs we completed together are the proof of my existence. And this reality will never change. Let's continue to spin the future together.
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