#Things to see in Kanazawa

[twosecondstreet]

The Curious Case of Hyakumansan

The most dapper dan in Japan! 🎩 But is that enough to save his design? #twosecondstreet #yurukyara

In 2013, Mr. One Million, Hyakumansan, upset the residents of Ishikawa prefecture, whom he was supposed to represent, by being too ugly. Overdesigned. Not cute enough. Nearly a decade later, he’s still standing as the mascot of Ishikawa but what was all that hullabaloo about? Is he really as messy as they said he was? Or have tastes changed to be more in line with his design? (more…) “”

[teatreeoilll]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐲 (𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐚 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

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w/c - 1.2k content - fem!reader, hurt/comfort??, ain't nobody really gonna divorce this man i mean, please

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For the past two months, once every two weeks on Thursday afternoons, Higuruma Hiromi finds himself on a leather chair in the stifling offices of Hayashi Divorce Law. Hayashi himself is a walrus-looking man with nicotine-stained fingers and an expensive wristwatch, who leans back in his chair across the desk from Hiromi, unbuttons the top button of his Italian blazer, and eyes him with a grin that says “I’ll clean you out before you can finish saying divorce.”

The worst of it comes when you enter the room. You sit down by Hayashi, getting trapped by the scent of the walrus’s sour cologne and stacks of papers on the desk, without so much as a glance in Hiromi’s direction.

Hiromi’s throat dries up the more he sits and nods along to Hayashi’s words. He doesn’t remember much about equitable distribution from law school and he doesn’t care to - the only thing he does is tug on the wrinkled fabric of his suit and mutter variations of “Alright” and “You can have it”.

After the first meeting was over, and you left the room leaving nothing but a whiff of perfume that soon dissipated into nothing, Hayashi turned to him and furrowed his bushy brows “Didn’t your ex-wife say you’re a lawyer, Mr. Higuruma?”

To which Hiromi replied “My wife,” while clinging to the last unsigned papers that would make this statement false.

By the fourth meeting, he’s a wreck. While he sits and nods along, Hiromi notices you’re looking at him with a hint of concern in your eyes. As you open your mouth his mind fills with hope. He’d drop to his knees without a second thought for a “It’s a mistake” or just a simple “let's go home” - even though it’s your home now since he’d forfeited it a month ago.

But when you finally open your mouth, after two months of silence, the only words he hears are “What about the car?”

Hiromi looks up at you. The car. A navy blue Ford Sedan with it’s best years behind it much like himself. A Ford Sedan which only four years prior got its old wheels stuck in the wet sand of a Kanazawa beach, causing the both of you to stay the night in a nearby motel.

He remembered the motel room's crumbling ceiling and the scale models of ships that lined the shelves - below them a bed with azure sheets - which you collapsed on with a grumble, cursing out both the damn Sedan and its fucking wheels. All he could think of was how beautiful you looked with that shade of azure surrounding your skin - and by morning you’d called out his name so many times he forgot it had a meaning outside of your lips.

He’s silent for a long time. So long your confidence wavers a bit, “We can sell it,” you say, “take half of the money each.”

Hiromi awakes from his mind trip to Kanazawa and reality knocks the wind out of his lungs. “You can have it.”

“I mean it,” you shoot a look at Hayashi who looks displeased with the sudden display of kindness, “we can sell it and split the money.”

“You can have it.” Higuruma says, and Hayashi grins.

It’s already dark by the time Hiromi steps out in the hall. It takes him a few steps towards the elevator and a squint of his tired eyes to see you standing by it. It’s alright - he’ll just take the stairs.

“You don’t have to do that,” you tell him when he passes behind you. You press on the elevator button again. It’s been stuck on the 17th floor for a while now.

“It’s alright.” He assures, continuing his path to the stairwell.

“No. It’s not alright. Nothing’s been alright for a year now. Now wait here for the goddamn elevator.”

By the tone of your voice he knows he hasn’t got a choice. He takes his place next to you, shifting his gaze between the silver elevator doors, and the little screen that keeps showing “17” without any sign of movement.

A few minutes go by and there’s still no sign of the elevator. Your leg bounces on the marble floor and your lips purse before you let out a silent “What’s wrong with you?”

“Huh?” Hiromi blinks. The elevator doors ding open. The man and a woman inside move to make room for you, but you motion to them to go down, mouthing ‘we’ll take the next one’. The elevator closes.

“I said ‘what’s wrong with you.’” You turn to him. “I’m robbing you blind and you don’t say anything. So what the hell’s wrong with you?”

“You can have anything you want.” He says, noticing you haven’t pressed the button to call the elevator again.

“That’s not what I asked -”

“You can have anything you want,” He repeats. “Just don’t make me come and listen to which bits of our life you’d like to sell and which to split. Take what you like, really - Whatever’s left will remind me of you anyway and I don’t think I’ll be able to stand looking at it without -” Going insane, he wants to say, but when he sneaks a look at your face he swallows the words. The crease he got used to seeing between your eyebrows vanishes.

“I’m not making you come, you know.” You say, “If you signed it all away after the first meeting we wouldn’t have to go through this.”

He can’t make himself tear his gaze off of your face, “I know.” His fingers press down on the fabric of his suit, “But if I did that I wouldn’t have a reason to see you again.”

“Don’t say things like that.” You press the elevator button again. This time, it arrives in a flash. You step inside, and Hiromi follows. The doors slip shut.

“Then don’t divorce me.”

The floor numbers change, a rapid countdown - 12 - 11 - 10. Hiromi’s mind races. He really pushed it this time - and even though he doesn’t have anything left to lose - his heart plummets together with the elevator.

“Fine.”

“Huh?” Hiromi’s eyes stick to the numbers still, 10 - 9 - 8. He’s not sure if it’s an auditory hallucination that’s speaking.

“I said ‘fine.’”

His hand finds the emergency stop button and smashes it in. The elevator rattles before it halts.

“Did you say -”

“I won’t repeat it again.”

And you really don’t need to. A moment later you’re pressed between his warm body and the cool metal lining the elevator car. His kiss is a desperate one - open-mouthed, all teeth and tongue - with his hands running under your blouse to relish in the warmth of your skin. You tangle one hand in his hair while the other’s clinging to a fistful of his suit jacket.

Hiromi detaches from your mouth, only for a second - which is enough for you to catch a glimpse of his flushed face - before leaving a trail of gentle kisses down your neck. Unlike his lips, his hands aren’t gentle in the slightest, they hold a tight grip on your waist under your blouse - as if he’s afraid you’ll disappear the moment he releases it.

Hayashi stands by the elevator, looking at the screen that shows “7” without any sign of movement. His face grows tomato red. Two interns stand at the edge of the hall, looking at him.

“What’s he so pissed about it?” One asks.

“It’s the elevator.” The other motions to the number on the tiny screen, “If it’s stuck too long on one floor it means a couple’s doing it inside. If they’re doing it inside they’re not divorcing - and if they’re not divorcing Hayashi’s not getting paid.”

[maleyanderecafe]

A story about how the kind senior who lives next door is actually a dangerous person (Oneshot)

Created by: Amamiya Akuta

Genre: Smut

Back with my debut with more male yandere translations. This one is very similar to It's All About Love where the premise is very simple and jumps right into the smut pretty much right away. If you like what I translate, consider supporting me on ko-fi.

The story starts out Kanazawa stopping Shinoya to give her a drink and walk her home, to which she obliges. She reminices how the two met in college, with Kanazawa helping her study for tests and tutoring her. While walking back, Kanazawa is able to steal Shinoya's keys while distracting her. Kanazawa after drinking, really needs to pee and can't find her keys, leading to her begging Shinoya to help her open the door. Kanazawa promises on the condition they have sex, which Shinoya has no choice but to agree with. After finally getting into the apartment and relieving herself, Kanazawa jumps on her. Shinoya rejects him and when Kanazawa asks if she hates him, she admits to liking him. Kanazawa ends up kissing her afterwards, and as Shinoya tries to run, he pins her down and ties her up. He admits to her that he stole her key and took pictures of her in the bathroom which freaks her out. They basically have sex, with Kanazawa jumping to the conclusion that since they kissed they are now dating. At the end, Kanazawa ends up keeping her keys even stating that they will live in a big apartment together.

So as I said, pretty short, though I was seriously worried that this oneshot might have piss in it given the nature of her really needing to pee before going to the apartment (which is...a strange thing to happen, I mean are there no other bathrooms nearby the apartment). At least Shinoya did try to leave the situation, though unfortunately Kanazawa was already one step ahead of her. It's too bad we never see why Kanazawa actually liked Shinoya since I think that would have been pretty fun to see. In terms of yandere actions, blackmailing, stealing her keys, possibly drugging her and of course forcing everyone to stay together at the end. He seems to be at least a little delusional given he thinks that one kiss means that they're already dating and he wants to buy them a giant house at the end.

Overall, short yandere story that's pretty good, though could be expanded on. If you liked It's All About Love, you'll probably like this one too.

[beautifulpersonpeach]

I love BTS and their in-group dynamics they are all so precious and adore each other and it's all 100% genuine it's one of the things that made me an instant fan. But there's something about JM and JK that stands out in a unique way. they are special (or what they have is special) and I see some type of commitment between them that goes beyond even in the context of the band commitment if it makes sense. it's sad that they receive so much hate but I think it's because even the haters see it

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Ask 2:

Jikook in Tokyo again😭❤️

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Not all the haters see it. In fact, a big chunk of them certainly don’t see anything significantly special about jikook’s relationship. Understandably, since they don’t even like looking at them. We’re talking about people who deliberately choose to boycott music and content because it has other members on it. They’d go as far as not supporting Jimin or Jungkook’s content simply because they don’t want to see another member. Has this member actually committed any crime? No, his crime is that they hate him for whatever reason. That’s the thing about hate, it causes such insane but predictable behaviours in certain types of people that the outcome is expected but no less sad.

A lot of the people who hate Jimin actually do hate him. They’re obsessed, yes, most stans in this space are, but they’re fundamentally twisted in that they get their dopamine hits by being awful, sadistic, conspiratorial people to the members and to other fans. This latest hate campaign against Jimin reminds me of November 2018, but that incident was even worse than this believe it or not. Celebrity isn’t always worth much in the military, but in BTS’s case, it is worth more than zero. And that’s good enough. The military would be beyond stupid to let something happen to the leader of BTS and to any of the members under their watch. The military has already suffered the embarrassment that was Jin’s nurse incident, so I doubt they’d be keen to repeat their display of incompetence again so soon after that one.

This is exactly the sort of issue that should be quietly reported and brigaded. In a way I’m doing that effort a disservice by talking about it here, but the point is this isn’t the time for gotchas. Jimin and Jungkook are the priority.

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I know they’ll have fun in Japan. This is a lovely time to be in Tokyo, Kanazawa too is lovely this time of the year, right when things are just crisp and it isn’t yet too cold. I don’t know what their plans are there but I know they’ll have a good time.

Jimin eats very well. That’s one of my favourite things about him. He eats like someone who enjoys good food. I love that for him, the spicier the food is the better, because that’s how it is with me too. Jung Kook too likes to eat. So yeah I think this jikook travel show is a match made in Heaven.

They’re a good match in so many ways. In their own words, they “click”. Their temperaments complement each other perfectly. Seeing this happen time after time, year after year, has been such a joy. I’m eagerly looking forward to this show.

[kfkr1ze]

Vividly Colored Imagination - Chapter 6

Characters — ✈︎ Akuta, Kiroku, Nanaki, Muneuji, Ushio, Sakujiro

Location: Crafts Teahouse in Kanazawa

Kaede: This is… the okiagari doll that Kiroku made of Nanaki…

Akuta: This is so crazy, no matter what angle you look at it at, it looks so high quality!

Kiroku: ……If you don’t… like it… you can throw it away……

Nanaki: (Amazing… this is definitely a high quality piece of work…)

Muneuji: Hair and skin color… There’s a sense of freedom in not limiting yourself to the things you can see with your eyes.

Sakujiro: Indeed. The use of animal metaphors is very bold, and yet the brushwork is extremely precise and delicate!

If one were to describe the way these seemingly contradictory elements coexist with one another, it could only be likened to that of the brilliance that is seen in Van Gogh’s japonisme!

Ushio: But it’s crazy that you can still tell that it’s Panda.

Kaede: Also, the addition of the headphones that the okiagari doll is wearing is so cute. It’s very Nanaki-kun like!

Nanaki: (This is… one of the designs I’ve been using lately. He can even remember the small details of something like that so well…)

Akuta: It’s kinda like, if you were to be able to look at Nanaki’s songs?

Muneuji: That is a very fitting description. It’s as if Nanemegi's music had been rendered into a visual. 

Kiroku: Ah… Um… Nanamegi’s music looks like… this color… to me…

Nanaki: (My words… they’re something that are invisible to the naked eye, but to Kiroku, this is how they look like…)

…It’s really moving that you put this much thought into this and painted this for me, Kiroku. Thank you.

Kiroku: Ah…

(Thank… god…)

Kaede: Everyone else’s dolls were very cute too. They were all unique and creative.

Akuta: So this is what I look like in Sensei’s eyes huh… Somehow, it makes me feel kinda uneasy…

Hey hey, speaking of, am I allowed to keep this?

Kaede: Do you want to? I want to keep the doll Akuta-kun made for me and display it in my room too.

Muneuji: Let’s exchange ours too.

I’ll display the one that Uu-chan made for me in the entrance hall.

Ushio: Absolutely not.

Kiroku: Nanamegi… if you want, you can… have this.

Nanaki: Ah… Yeah, of course.

(When you compare my work to Kiroku’s… The difference is like night and day. The amount of depth and detail that oozes from this work… you can tell he put a lot of his attention into this.)

(My okiagari doll… doesn’t have that.)

Then… Mine too. Here. It’s… childish compared to yours, though.

Kiroku: No… It’s really… good… I’m so happy. I’ll cherish… it.

The okiagari doll and… the HosLive song… too.

Nanaki: ………!

… Yeah. Same here. It’s nice to hear that…

(ーーKiroku was observing me closely.)

(He managed to take all that is “Nanaki Nanamegi” and chewed, digested, interpreted, and remade it in such a way… it’s extremely cool.)

(Compared to me, who keeps looking away…)

………

Location: Hotel Hallway

Kaede: Well then, now that we put our luggage away, let’s go to the communal bath!

Akuta: Agreed～ I saw a vending machine that had Seventeen ice cream on the way here, so after we have a bath, let’s have an ice cream party!

Kiroku: I hope they have… mint chocolate chip… flavor…

Kaede: Right. What about you, Nanaki-kun?

Nanaki: Ah… I’ll have some later.

Kaede: (Hm? Nanaki-kun… seems kinda down…?)

Nanaki: ………

Kaede: Oh right. How about you two go get Muneuji-kun and Ushio-kun and go on ahead?

Kiroku: Mm……

Akuta: Try to keep up with me Kiroku! I’m using my special technique taught directly from Renga-san, the avoiding reporters ・ speed walk!

Kiroku: Ah, the opposite one…! Their room is… the opposite one…!

Kaede: Keep it down, you two!

Akuta: ‘K!

Kiroku: Okay…

Kaede: Nanaki-kun.

Nanaki: Ah, yes…

Kaede: What flavor of ice cream is your favorite? I’ll get it for you.

Nanaki: Eh…?

(Aah, he noticed I was feeling down and was worried, I think?)

…… Ah, nah it’s fine.

Chief? Could I talk to you for a bit?

Location: Hotel Room

Nanaki: I want you to listen to this song.

Kaede: Um, is this the demo of the song you showed at the museum to the producer?

Nanaki: No, this one is different. It’s the demo of the song I made for the HosLive. To sing with Kiroku. 

Kaede: (He’s already done with the demo!?)

I see. Then, I’ll be borrowing these earbuds for a sec.

Nanaki: Okay… here.

Kaede: ……Ooh, this is…

Nanaki: …………

Kaede: Hmhm.

Yeah, this is a really good song!

Nanaki: …Thank you. But, the song is nothing like Kiroku.

Kaede: Like Kiroku-kun…

Nanaki: This was a song designated with him in mind.

Kaede: (Aah, so this is why the Day Squad was talking about “designated” stuff earlier…)

Nanaki: I can’t accept this interpretation at all. It’s not something I made after I carefully observed him. It’s not something I chewed up, digested, and remastered. It feels like I was just scratching the surfaceーー At least now.

Now that I’ve seen his okiagari doll.

Kaede: (That’s Kiroku’s image of Nanaki in an okiagari doll…)

Nanaki: An unfinished lantern, a portfolio of projects, and an okiagari doll he made on a trip…

There has to be an infinite amount of passion inside of him that can’t be contained within one being.

If he found out I only knew such a small part of him…

I feel so embarrassed that I was so confident earlier in showing him this.

Kaede: (Aah… I see now…)

Akuta: Hey Nanaki, you said that this song was still a WIP, right?

Nanaki: (That's what he meant by that…)

That guy could probably tell purely on instinct. He probably knows so much more…

Kaede: That guy?

Nanaki: It’s so… frustrating…

Kaede: ………

Nanaki: I have to understand Kiroku on a deeper level.

I lacked the observation and understanding of my subject in order to accurately interpret him and make a successful output. In other words, I was just forcing my bad habit onto others.

My bad habit of being afraid of falling in love with people and avoiding them. It’s even gotten to a point of affecting the depth of my work.

Kaede: But that’s… I think the song is good enough as it is.

Nanaki: That’s not good enough. That’s whyーー I have to remake it. Without a doubt.

Kaede: !

(Nanaki-kun… He’s wearing such a serious expression. I guess he figured it out on his own.)

I see. I’m looking forward to that new song, then!

Nanaki: Eh? Ah…!

I’m sorry, I made you go out of your way to listen to what I’m saying just to vent and do my own thing in the end…

Kaede: No, it’s okay. I get that sometimes, you just need to vocalize your thoughts to someone in order to clear your head. I’m glad I was able to help out, Nanaki-kun.

Nanaki: …… T-Thank…you……

Sorry for interrupting. You can take a bath and relax now.

Kaede: Okay. Go and get some rest too, Nanaki-kun. If you have any more problems, feel free to talk to me again at any time.

Nanaki: ……Chief.

Kaede: Yeah?

Nanaki: It’s coffee flavored.

Kaede: Eh?

Nanaki: My favorite ice cream flavor.

Kaede: ……Okay. I’ll keep it in mind.

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[mihotose]

hasunosora lore dump 💥💥💥💥💥

hasunosora has around 360 students, thirty per class, four classes per year group

the main school building isn't that big but there are several other buildings (eg gym, cafeteria) and the grounds are large

the most popular menu item in the cafeteria is the katsu curry (and desserts)

katsu curry is a local kanazawa gourmet dish so the students from out of ishikawa are often surprised. kosuzu was really happy there was so much curry she couldn't even see the rice

the cafeteria staff remembered tsuzuri almost as soon as she joined because she kept asking every day if they had chocolate cake

there's a library on the third floor of the cafeteria building

megumi goes to the library to read manga but they don't have a lot

megumi says classes are really hard and she always has to do extra lessons

kozue says you can probably put megumi's opinion to the side

they often bring in coaches and experts to give lectures on the arts, as a school focused on both academics and art

they have many club activities, like the music club, theatre club, and athletics club

megumi took a wagashi making and tea ceremony class, and there are musical instrument and pottery classes too

the third years explored the school for this stream. students, especially new ones, tend to get lost and tsuzuri thanks saya for always finding her

there's also the yaezaki stage sachi gave them

kaho likes the katsu curry but it seems kozue has never tried it before, but she is interested in trying it

what they'd like to be next to hasunosora

megumi wants a sauna

tsuzuri wants an ice rink for saya

kozue is satisfied with how it is already but a shopping mall for kaho

then they just list a bunch of other things. arcade. purikura. batting centre. starbucks. theme park. minecraft like carts for transport. fishing pond. photo studio

chat suggests a tearoom and megumi says she wants to see kaho-chan dressed like a princess and kozue quietly goes "how lovely"

tsuzuri suggests karaoke because kaho likes it and kozue says she likes it too

megumi suggests a restaurant for sayaka and tsuzuri gets excited but tells her not to work herself too hard

[yridenergyridenergy]

Do you have a travel blog/page on instagram documenting your travels in Japan, where we can see your experience, specially that you go to lots of concerts, and it might be helpful to plan a full travel around that? What do you do other than seeing the concerts, and do you have a list of cool trusted places?

I have a personal Instagram account on which I share local and travel highlights irregularly, but I don't even specify where most of those things were, so good luck using that to guide your trip...

That being said, if you want any tips for some locations, I can help with anything other than restaurants, so feel free to ask!

So far, I visited the following Japanese areas:

Kumamoto, Nagasaki, Fukuoka, Hiroshima, Itsukushima, Kouchi, Kyoto, Osaka, Nara, Nagoya, Shizuoka, Tokyo/Kawasaki/Yokohama, Yokosuka, Kanazawa, Nagano, Sendai and Sapporo.

Had/have plans for Tottori, Wakayama, Utsunomiya, Hita and more. I guess that the main area that I never visited where Dir en grey tours is Niigata.

[fromtraveldiaries]

Notes from the land of the rising sun

If you think the Paris subway is a marvel, wait until you step into Tokyo's intricate underground labyrinth. The Japanese subway system is an experience that best reflects the essence of Japanese culture and efficiency.

The first thing you notice when you step into a Tokyo subway station are the orderly queues - on the escalators, at ticket counters, at entry and exit gates, and while boarding trains. The Japanese have transformed queuing into a well-organized and methodical art form, much unlike the Indians for who queueing is a rather abstract and a largely inscrutable exercise. This queue discipline extends beyond transportation to restaurants, take-away counters, and billing counters, where you find patrons patiently waiting their turn for service.

Another striking feature of Tokyo's subways is the pervasive silence. Compared to the prattle on the Paris metro or the pandemonium on the Indian metros, the Japanese subway is a quiet sanctuary. The Japanese are a quiet people who keep to themselves during public transit, their animated conversations are reserved for meal times. Food, often accompanied by drinks, is a more communal experience that's filled with lively discussions and noisy chatter. On buses, trains, and the subway, one finds commuters reading novels, manga, news, diaries, or watching anime or otherwise engaged on their phones. This quietude carries onto the roads, streets, and other public places. There's no honking and people talk in whispers in most places, except of course in eateries. Most Japanese folks like to go out with their friends and colleagues or have social gatherings in eateries. They love to take their time during such meals, which are almost always accompanied by drinks. The conversations are loud, full of banter and laughter.

At every station, you also have a helpdesk that actually works. We used these at many stations and were very impressed by the service we got. While returning from Kanazawa to Tokyo, our Shinkansen (bullet train) developed a snag. We were informed on board about this by the railway staff. They dropped us off at Nagano, where more railway staff were waiting to assist us. They put us on a train to Matsumoto, where more staff were waiting to help. We were put on a train to Shiojiri, where another set of helpful staff put us on a slow Azusa train to Shinjuku. During the whole time, everyone was apologetic and insisted that we collect our refund for the Shinkansen from the Shinjuku station. We had booked our tickets through Klook, so weren't really sure if we were eligible for a refund and how and when (if at all), we would get any refund. To our surprise, the lady at the helpdesk counter gave us an almost complete refund in cash, no questions asked. She said that they had been informed of the Shinkansen glitch and were expecting passengers such as us to alight at Shinjuku. She also profusely apologized for the inconvenience. At how many Indian stations can you expect this service?

In contrast to India's metro stations, where photography is 'strictly prohibited', one is free to click away in Japanese subways. We didn't find a single place where photography wasn't allowed or one had to pay extra charges just to click.

Respect for individuals is on display everywhere and in everyone. Courteous gestures greet one at every turn and we were quite surprised to find people bowing to us even for trivial interactions. We also learnt to bow in return with gratitude. Starting from clearly designated 'foreign friendly taxis' to courteous strangers going out of their way to assist you, you feel truly welcomed in Japan. You also feel as if you are a celebrity when you step into an eatery, for as you step in, the staff, including the chefs and the kitchen staff, boisterously greet you with a loud shout. Google what this means and you'll see what I mean.

At restaurants, you are invariably served ice cold water with ice cubes in long tumblers. This is the way of life even in cold winters. You can, however, also order warm/hot sake that really fires you up on wintry nights. While Tokyo offers a plethora of culinary delights, vegetarians might feel the need to seek out specific eateries. The cuisine draws heavily on raw food, mostly seafood, with minimal oil and spices. This is where the super helpful convenience stores like 7-11 and Family Mart offer a variety of options, including liquor. Japanese convenience stores have more variety of liquor than one finds in the regular wine shops back home.

That the Japanese are punctual is well known, but their service levels are at a different level altogether. At Kanazawa, we requested for a taxi at the hotel reception which was on the first floor. The receptionist made a call to a local cab company and informed that a taxi would arrive in three minutes. True to their word, by the time we descended the stairs and reached the ground floor, the taxi was already waiting for us. In both Kyoto and Tokyo, we noticed many shops displaying merchandise outside their doors and well out of their sight. In several grocers' vegetables were left unattended with price boards. People leave their umbrellas outside when entering shops. We also observed most households leaving their stuff outside at night.

Despite the absence of dustbins, Tokyo remains remarkably clean. Littering is a rare sight, thanks to the civic sense instilled in its residents. Further, there's no expectation of a tip for any service that you hire. Taxis and restaurants return you the exact change and you are expected to pocket your change before leaving. In fact, tipping might be considered offensive in many places. Should you run out of coins, there are machines installed in most public places that take your notes and provide you with coins. To help you tender exact change, these machines are also installed in all buses. By the way, the Japanese bus drivers are smartly dressed, polite, and greet you when you pay and get off. Compare that with the Indian buses and our drivers.

An ubiquitous presence throughout Japan are the vending machines. The offer everything, from beverages to snacks, and refreshments to souvenirs. Game arcades are also quite popular, lined up in most tourist locations. We spent a fortune on the vending machines, collecting souvenirs that are quite cheap but of exquisite quality. Tokyo, Kyoto, and Kanazawa are filled with rows and rows of these vending machines stretching on for blocks altogether.

Tokyo is unbelievably busy at all times of the day and night. The trains are always filled and the stations are always crowded. Folks are either going to work or returning from work at all hours. Whether the well-groomed crowd of Ginza, the diverse crowd of Shibuya, the aloof funky of Shinjuku or the dignified crowd of Monzennakacho, the residents of each district have their own way to go about their lives. School kids, even when returning late, show impeccable discipline, immersed in their phones, reading manga, playing games, or watching anime. There were many places in the US and in France where we felt unsafe during our travels. The less said about India, the better. In comparison, we never felt unsafe throughout our visit in Japan, not even for a moment.

This trip to Japan has been a revealation to say the least. From the land of the rising sun, arigato gozaimas.

[aoyama-division]

Tomi's Thoughts on Niigata Division

Seiji Tsukimoto

"The Chief of the Japanese Police Department, if I'm not mistaken, which I'm usually not. My parents have frequently tried to invite him over to many of our galas, but he always refuses, citing that, 'He's too busy', or 'On an important case', or some other excuse. Truthfully, I think that's just his way of trying to avoid being associated with our family. Peh, more's the pity for him, I suppose. There's much that could be done if he had my family backing him..."

Lyall Shiba

"Ugh, I remember this young man. Before he was an "officer of the law", he used to be a handsome model; the most popular one in Japan, if memory serves me right. Truthfully, I don't know why that was warrant enough for him to attend our parties, but my parents always stressed to make as many connections as I could. Peh, I could gladly do without this one. Him and his sister knew next to nothing about high society."

"Speaking of which, that sister of his is banned from attending any soiree here in Aoyama again, after the stunt she pulled the last time she was here. That wench threw a very rich glass of chardonnay in my face after she misinterpreted a compliment I had given her! Peh, I suppose that's what happens when we let peons associate with the rich."

Ayumu Hayami

"Ah, Hayami-san. I know of him because he used to attend several soirees here in Aoyama, along with his wife. However, after the scandal that arose when it was discovered she was cheating on him... it was all that we here in Aoyama would speak about for several months. I suppose it's no surprise we didn't see either him or his wife after that. His younger sister attends in his place. However, I try not to associate with her unless necessary. She obviously dislikes these parties and just attends them out of necessity. Peh, she and Luis would get along fabulously if they met one another."

"Speaking of his wife, did you know that woman is actually in charge of the department that my mother works for? I'd thought my mom would be upset about working under someone younger than her, but she seems to have nothing but good things to say about her, which is odd since I know my mother doesn't care for anyone in Chuohku. How strange..."

Valor Guard

"The Chief of the Police teaming up with a homicide detective and a paramedic. I suppose it wouldn't be too far-fetched to say that they may have something to do with that team from Kanazawa, correct? I wasn't aware crime was so low that the police needed to get involved in a rap tournament. ...But I suppose that's none of my concern. So long as they do not bother me or my cohorts, we've no need to get involved with them."

[kanazawa-division]

The clock was ticking closer to midnight, the city of Kanazawa wrapped in the quiet of the late hour. Kyler Aaron sat in the dim light of his apartment, the day's fatigue weighing on his shoulders. It was his birthday, but the life of an FBI agent left little room for celebration. As he glanced at the clock, noting that only twenty minutes remained of his special day, a faint noise outside caught his attention.

Instantly on alert, Kyler moved towards the door, his trained senses scanning for any sign of danger. The night was still, the only movement a gentle breeze that played with the fallen leaves. He opened the door cautiously, peering into the darkness. There, on his doorstep, was a package, nondescript and unassuming.

With a mixture of curiosity and caution, Kyler brought the package inside. The weight of it suggested something substantial, and as he tore open the wrapping, his eyes fell upon what was inside.

It... it was a beer mug. One featuring his favorite beer company, Budweiser. The intricate design and the nostalgia of the collectible piece brought a rare smile to his face.

Tucked beside the stein was a note, the handwriting familiar and warm. Picking it up, the FBI agent read it:

"Dear Kyler,

Happy Birthday! I bet you didn't expect to find this little treasure waiting for you, did you? I can just picture it now: the great 'Pierce', always on high alert, jumping at the sound of a leaf hitting his doorstep. But don't worry, your secret's safe with me.

I found this 1981 Budweiser Holiday Beer Stein and thought, who else but you would appreciate a classic like this? It's got that old-school charm, just like some of your methods. And before you say anything, yes, I do remember that time I had to pull your butt out of the fire. You can thank me by not letting it collect dust on a shelf.

But all jokes aside, Kyler, I know we're both here in Japan on serious business. We've got our missions, our personal vendettas, and a whole lot of baggage that would give any airport a run for its money. I see the way you work, with that unwavering focus and determination. It's admirable, really.

As we stand shoulder to shoulder in this fight, I want you to know that I've got your back, just like I know you've got mine. We're in this together, and I believe in us. We came here for justice, for truth, and for closure. And while the road ahead is uncertain, one thing's for sure: we're going to see this through to the end.

So, here's to another year of kicking ass and taking names. To finding the answers we're looking for and to the peace we both deserve. Happy Birthday, Kyler. May this year bring you one step closer to the truth.

Stay sharp,

Alexis"

Kyler let out a disbelieving laugh, examining the beer mug with curious eyes that held just a tiny bit of excitement. Leave it to Alexis to always bring up that incident even while complimenting him but he really was grateful to her, not just in that situation but as a friend and comrade, someone who understands what he went through and his supports his goals, not only for defending their country but for his own personal mission.

He suddenly frowned as he remembered the entire reason he was even in this country in the first place, while he was working on gathering intel on “The Commission” he felt as though he was nowhere near as close as he wanted to finding his mother wherever she may be, the anonymous person who gave him the tip to her location had never contacted him since and not only that…

He placed the mug on his shelf and walked over to a nearby drawer, opening it up, he pulled out a file labeled “Confidential” on it. Opening said file, he was immediately greeted by notes and a picture of a scruffy brunette boy with the most piercing yet absolutely dead green eyes that he had ever seen, they looked…so much like his own but at the same time, they couldn’t be any more different, Kyler frowned even harder, a myriad of thoughts going through his mind but one thing was for sure.

“Max Soukoku…just who the hell are you...”

Thank you for the gift!

[longingpolaris]

a quiet moment

pairing: asakiku | word count: 538

"So, when can you come by?"

"Hmm..." The sound of dishes clattering against each other as they were placed to dry echoed through the call, punctuating Kiku’s musings. "I'll have to check, but I think I'll be free next week. Is that okay with you?"

"I think next week is fine, yeah," Arthur replied, quickly glancing at his calendar. There were days circled in the following week– he was actually busy, but it wasn't anything that couldn't be rescheduled. Surely. "We should do something. If the weather is nice, that is."

Kiku chuckled softly as he took notice of the antsy edge in Arthur’s voice. "Do you want to go to that restaurant again?"

"No, I was thinking of something more... outdoorsy. It's almost spring."

"お花見とか?"

"Maybe, I don’t know…” Arthur hummed as he absentmindedly twirled his fork around his food. Looking through the window, all he could see was grey– both the sky and the buildings, an almost shapeless grey mass. It was all so dull and depressing… and suddenly going out to see flowers seemed truly appealing. “Actually, that's brilliant. You stay there and I'll go. There's nothing to do here anyway."

"Don't be mean to yourself," Kiku jokingly scolded, "There's plenty of things to do at your place. But if you want to come, that's fine."

"I'll be there on Monday."

Kiku nodded, and although Arthur could not see it, he imagined it when no verbal answer came, and with that, they fell into silence. Arthur ate and mindlessly scrolled through social media while Kiku washed the rest of his dishes, as if they had simply forgotten to hang up once the conversation died out.

But they definitely did not forget.

It may seem wasteful to spend hours on the phone not talking, but they only ever hung up when it was absolutely necessary. That's because, even through the phone, the comfort of a silent presence was always welcome.

The opening and closing of kitchen cabinets and the sound of cutlery scratching against the plate filled the otherwise silent, cold space around them, and it felt as if they weren't really alone.

It was as if their houses were neighbouring apartments, separated only by thin walls instead of the ten thousand leagues of clouds and waves of reality. Momentarily, the longing eased and gave way to a numbing sense of tranquillity.

“Tokyo is too crowded, we should go somewhere else,” Kiku suddenly said, having just remembered how unpleasant a busy metropolis could be.

"True… Why don't we go to your house? The one in Kanazawa."

"That would be nice. I haven't been there in a while."

After minutes passed without either of them saying a word, the dreaded moment that had been creeping up on them finally arrived. Kiku finished washing the dishes and Arthur finished his lunch, which meant that they would have to hang up.

As much as they would like to spend the entire afternoon/night talking to each other, they had matters to attend to, especially if they wanted to have free time next week.

Goodbyes were little more than quiet, loving mumbles, questions about what the other would be doing the next day followed by a soft “see you soon...”

[twosecondstreet]

Gold Leaf of Kanazawa

Starting off 2023 with a little GOLD 🏆🌟 #twosecondstreet #kanazawajapan

Kanazawa, aside from being a historical wonderland to rival Kyoto, is also the home of the gold leaf industry in Japan. Take a walk with me through a golden garden, won’t you? (more…) “”

[stuff-diary]

Teasing Master Takagi-san

TV Shows/Dramas watched in 2024

Teasing Master Takagi-san (2024, Japan)

Director: Rikiya Imaizumi

Writers: Rikiya Imaizumi & Tomoki Kanazawa (based on the manga by Sōichirō Yamamoto)

Mini-review:

This is the cutest, sweetest thing ever! It really manages to capture the awkwardness of that weird moment in life, when you're neither a little kid anymore nor a teenager yet. The directing, the writing and the cinematography are all top-notch, but the real reason Teasing Master Takagi-san works so perfectly well is its two leads. I have no doubt Rui Tsukishima and Soya Kurokawa will become huge stars in the Japanese film/tv industry; I've known since Monster that he would have a bright future, but she's also a huge discovery. There's something so natural and genuine about their performances, to the point I wondered if some of the scenes were improvised, and that is hard to achieve for actors of any age. Also, I can't wait to see the sequel with the adult version of the characters, since they will be played by two of my favorite Japanese stars, Mei Nagano and Fumiya Takahashi.

[uenodivision]

Aranai's Thoughts on Niigata Division

Seiji Tsukimoto

Aranai groans at the picture of the police chief. "Oh great, the Chief of the fucking police, himself. As if having that cop from Kanazawa in this tournament wasn't bad enough!" Aranai sighs. "Thankfully, unlike that cop, this one doesn't know me, I don't think. I've done some work in Niigata, but I don't go there since most of my customers in Chubu hail from Nagoya, where that monk and his clique reside. Still, I suppose I'd better watch myself since another cop is snooping around. Ugh..."

Lyall Shiba

"Ha, this guy makes me laugh. Mainly because, for a cop, he's not too bad. And I'm not just saying that because Kaoru in Edogawa has got a thing for him. ...What? Surprised I know about it? Don't be! I mean, it's kinda obvious! Whenever the girls and I are out, she'll sometimes get a call on her cell phone. If it's this guy, Spider Girl's eyes will light up, she'll suddenly get red in the face and then excuse herself for a while.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not making fun of her anything! It's actually kinda cute seeing the resident hacker trip over herself for a guy! For a while there, I was worried I was going to have to do what I do to Sumire and find an excuse to get her and this guy a reason to meet each other. Thankfully, she's not as clueless or brainless as Sumire is and isn't afraid to take a leap!"

Ayumu Hayami

Aranai frowns at the photo of the paramedic. "I'm going to say this right now: I really don't like this guy. Why? Because more than once I've seen him here in Ueno. And it's not because somebody's sick or in danger of dying. No, the reason this guy is here in Ueno is because he's got a thing for Shisuta! ...Yeah, you heard me right! The paramedic is who a year away from being four decades old has a crush on a woman who is f'ing 13 years older than him! What the hell kinda shit is that? I'm not a lawyer like Boss Lady is, but I'm pretty sure dating someone who is a decade older than you is breaking some sort of rule. And if it isn't, then it needs to be! I'm telling you now, I'm keeping a close eye on this guy. If he does anything to Shisuta, they're going to have call a paramedic for him when I get through with him!"

Valor Guard

"Ugh, is Boss Lady asking more and more cops to join this rap tournament or something? Or do they just not have enough to do at the f'ing police station? Because there shouldn't be a reason for so many cops to be joining some rap tournament! I know not every team here is full of law-abiding citizens, but I didn't realize that meant that every cop and their brother needed to form a rap team to arrest them!

"Ugh, and knowing Boss Lady, she's gonna wanna form an alliance with these guys like the ones from Kanazawa. Ugh, hopefully, someone deals with them quickly. Either that, or they become too preoccupied with whomever they're chasing to deal with us..."

[ystk-archive]

▶ capsule MORE! MORE! MORE! Tour Party Report by MARQUEE editor MMMatsumoto ▷ originally published in MARQUEE vol.71 (2009.02.10) translation by ystk-archive

It was crazy packed, about 3200 people showed up. The place opened at 11 P.M., but no matter how much time went by, the line outside stayed long. There's no question: it was sold out. With the venue's industry-leading speaker system, capsule sounded incredible.

None other than capsule could close out the electro year of 2008, and at no other location than Tokyo's club ageHa. Although they seldom do official shows, the MORE! MORE! MORE! tour began on December 12th in Kanazawa and will visit twenty-one venues across the country until the finale in Okinawa on March 19th. And at this show, Nakata Yasutaka seemed different from usual.

As ☆Taku Takahashi worked the decks, the floor heated up. The walkways on the second level were already so choked with people that it was dangerous to dance — suddenly, the piercing electro noise of "FLASH BACK" rang out. Their set kicked off at 2 A.M. and in that exact moment, the crowd surged together towards the source of the sound (I say that, but it was so cramped that they were actually stuck). I looked up, and there was Nakata Yasutaka. The crowd was dizzy with excitement; the atmosphere was on fire. Nakata was tearing it up — it was the first time I'd ever seen him in that kind of state. He was definitely on the offensive, as if he was trying to send all the heat generated by the dancefloor right back at them. The way the music infiltrated the room, it seemed more intense. Just as I started feeling like I was at a hardcore punk show instead of a club gig, Koshijima Toshiko at long last made her appearance to "Starry Sky." The venue descended into pure madness, even up on the second floor. Koshijima started jumping around; unlike the cramped makeshift DJ booths at other area clubs, she had plenty of room to move around here. The music suddenly shifted into a killer medley going from "Starry Sky" to "Sugarless GiRL," and capsule and their audience had no choice but to go crazy.

While Koshijima started chatting up the crowd in her typical manner, for some reason Nakata kept repeating the "X" clip from "MUSiXXX," getting a laugh out of everyone. There was also a moment where Nakata and Koshijima stood with their arms around each others' shoulders. It really was a show that felt more casual than usual but also more intense: the temperature on the floor rose with the tremendous, rumbling bass of "JUMPER," and some people had to be carried out. By around 3:30 A.M., capsule finished their set with "Pleasure ground," but the two stayed behind onstage to hand things off to RAM RIDER.

Throughout the show, there were countless times where I got the feeling that capsule was warmly received by the crowd. The audience may have been a little intimidated, but they had a great time. I got the impression it was many peoples' first time seeing Koshijima in action, so that's also part of it. Nevertheless, that day I was particularly impressed by Nakata during the initial part of the show — it was the first time I'd ever seen him DJ like that, with so much passion. During the second half he was definitely on the turntables getting everybody hyped up, but I guess that first half was it for me.

Notes:

The date is mistyped on the first page; the ageHa performance written about here took place on December 29th, 2008!

Select photos in the collage were taken at the show at Zepp Osaka.

The third track in the setlist is Stress by French house duo Justice.

[kfkr1ze]

Vividly Colored Imagination - Chapter 1

Characters — ✈︎ Akuta, Kiroku, Nanaki, Muneuji, Ushio, Sakujiro, Kafka, Renga, Liguang

Location: HAMA Tours Meeting Room

Akuta : Uhh, thanks for all the help. I’m from the miraculous and prestigious group that aims to keep HAMA afloat, HAMA Tours…

Liguang : Hold on, Isotake. You need to hold your business card like this to make it easier for people to read it.

Akuta : Ohhh, so that’s why.

Liguang : On top of that, try to be brief and introduce yourself using more language that kids your age would use.

You would look much smarter doing that than wasting your time using advanced language that no one would understand.

Akuta : Huhh so that’s how you do it! Thanks a lot, Liguang-sensei!

Kaede : (His lecture was more thorough than I expected it to be. Liguang-san, you seem strict, but you’re actually a really nice person…)

Nanaki : If you have any words of advice too, Nishizono-san, I’d appreciate it if you can teach me as well.

Renga : Let’s see… Etiquette is important, but what’s even more important is kommunication![1] From my area of expertise, it’s shown to be the mostーー

Liguang : ………

Kaede: (Ahaha… Renga-kun is trying his best too.)

Sakujiro : Chief. I am pleased to hear that the business card exchange training is going smoothly.

Kaede：Yeah. It was the first time I’ve received business cards from the Noon Squad, so I’m glad that I’m able to get them from the kids I’ve been guiding all this time.

Ushio：Paper cards are so popular now, but isn’t that kinda old-school? Like something from ancient times.

………

Ushio：First, I need to buy self-laminating paper…

Kaede：（I guess Ushio’s excited after all. I get it, I was happy when I was able to give and receive my first business card too…）

Liguang：Kaguya. It’s your turn next.

Muneuji：Understood. I believe the advice was to “introduce yourself in an easy to listen to voice”...

Muneuji：GREETINGS, MY NAME ISーー！！

Kaede：（Mhm, everyone is really excited. But, the main character this time isーー）

Kiroku：………

Kaede：（I-In that corner over there…）

Kiroku：…………

Kaede: (Hmm… He’s been all anxious like that ever since that day…)

Flashback

Kafka: Well then Sakujiro, please show everyone your presentation.

Sakujiro: Understood, Young Master. However, and apologies if this is insolent of me, but I will first give the directive to the Noon Squad of the situation.

Akuta: Directive?

Muneuji: It means to give instructions to those who are under you.

Ushio: Hah? Under you?

Kaede: Shhh.

Sakujiro: You all, listen closely and dance with joy!! For it has been decided that the Noon Squad will be the ones in charge of the next Feature Tour! Congratulations!

Akuta: ……

ME ME ME ME!!

MEEEEEE!!

I WANNA HOST!!

HOST IS ME!!

Muneuji: Isotake, calm down,

Akuta: But I’m just so excited. I wanna hurry up and make a tour that everyone can experience!

Nanaki: Actually, I was taken to the Day and Evening Squad’s feature tours also, so I can understand being excited for our own.

Ushio: That’s fine, right? If someone else is motivated about it, they can be the one hosting it. Personally. I’d like to pass for now.

Kafka: This is some good stimulus. I’m glad to be running an office like this ♪ Howeverーー

This time, I’d like the host to be Ward 6, if possible.

Muneuji: Ward 6… so that means…

Kiroku: ! M-Me…?

Sakujiro: In truth, we were contacted by an art museum producer based in Kanazawa asking for a collaboration.

Kiroku: An art museum…

Nanaki: Wow, from someone like that?

Sakujiro: We presented our portfolios and tour information for each ward… And it seems they showed particular interest in Kinugawa-kun, who specializes in using analog art materials.

Akuta: So in other words, they’re requesting you!? I’m so jealous, that’s so cool! Kiroku, congrats!

Kiroku: ………

Kaede: (I thought as much, but it seems like Kiroku feels conflicted after all…)

Kafka: Kiroku. Let me say just one important thing.

Although you are being requested, it’s absolutely not mandatory that you accept it. I’m not an artist myself, but I understand that if you aren’t motivated to do this, it’ll affect the quality of your own work. It’d be rude to the customer.

Kiroku: ………

Kafka: So? Would you like to try hosting it?

Kiroku: Um… Well…

(A collab with an art museum… Truthfully, I’m really interested in it, but…)

(Why me…? Kamina-san draws pictures too, and Lu-san’s flower word art are way more elegant than mine no matter how much you look at it.

Kaede: Kiroku-kun…?

Kiroku: (Would professional adults even be pleased with my work in the first place…? Since, my art isーー)

“Creepy”

Kiroku: Gh…

Akuta: ?

Nanaki: Um, was the subhost also requested?

Sakujiro: No, that position is free.

Nanaki: Then, is it fine if I nominate myself?

Kiroku: Eh…?

Akuta: I nominate myself too! Then, in that case… Play rock paper scissors with me.

Nanaki: Okay. Rock, paper, scissors, shoot…

Location: HAMA Tours Meeting Room

Nanaki: I am HAMA 7’s Ward Mayor, Nanaki Nanamegi. For this tour, I will be taking on the role as subhost. Thank you in advance for your support.

Renga: That was awesome, Nanaki. It was perfect!

Hey Sakujiro-san, wasn’t that perfect?

Sakujiro: Indeed. The angle of the business card, the slight upward glance, the way your body was angledーー You scored perfectly in both artistic and technical areas.

Nanaki: Thank you.

Akuta: Ohh… As expected of Professor unlove. He just stole the subhost position right from under my nose…

Nanaki: Haha. Stop calling me Professor. It’s just that I’m a little used to interacting with adults.

Kiroku: That’s… amaz…ing……

Kaede: ………

Liguang: From what I’ve seen of Kinugawa today, even if you can exchange business cards just fine, it’s going to take time to work on your conversational skills.

Kaede: Liguang-san.

Liguang: Gaining the skill to properly converse with adults is not something that you can just acquire overnight.

Right person, right place[2]… Or in other words, matching people to the right jobs. Leaving an important role like that to someone who is better at it and letting Kinugawa learn at his own pace would likely help him out in the long run.

Kaede: It’s true that if we were to work as a team, that might be the best option, but…

Liguang: ………

Well, it’s not to the point that I’d be willing to give up on them yet.

Renga: Hey Liguang! Nanaki’s really amazing at it right! At komminication!

Liguang: …Sighs…

Renga: W-What!?

Kaede: (Yeah, it’s just as Liguang-san says. With Nanaki-kun as the subhost, I’m sure that he’ll be able to guide Kiroku-kun and cover for him in areas he’s not good at.)

Nanaki-kun, thank you for nominating yourself. It’s reassuring.

Nanaki: N-No problem…! It seemed interesting.

Sakujiro: Well everyone, it is around the time for the next group to use this room…

Nanaki: Ah…! W-Wait…

Kaede: What’s wrong?

Nanaki: Um… Well. I wanted to try practicing my business card exchange one more time! W-With Chief!

Renga: But wasn’t Nanaki’s perfect? There’s no need to, right?

Nanaki: No!!  I wanna practice more!

Kaede: Of course it’s fine. Then…

I’m Kaede Hamasaki of HAMA Tours. I’m in your care.

Nanaki: R-Right… I’m Nanaki of HAMA Tours. I look forward to being in your care from now on…

Muneuji: Somehow, his voice is weaker than he was before.

Ushio: Desperate.

Nanaki: A-Anyways. I’ll do my best as the subhost this time. 

Kiroku, I’m in your care.

Kiroku: …… Me… too…

(I don’t really know why Nanamegi decided to nominate himself, but… He really helped me out…)

(I can’t even hold a conversation properly, but Nanamegi can do anything. He’s an amazing person.)

(I need to talk with “everyone” later so I don’t get in anyone’s way…)

Masterlist — ✈︎ Next

Notes — ✈︎

Here, Renga says “コムにケーション" (co - mu - nication) instead of “コミュニケーション” (co - myu - nication)

Liguang likes to use 4 character idioms, this was one of them