Chapter 1 | I've Been Plotting | Remake our Life!
Part 1
The sound of the motor of a
large refrigerator echoed quietly in the background. On the other side of the
wall, there is a radio-like program that plays repeatedly and an advertisement
for a product.
"Nn... Chyu, it's no
good... We're going to be seen here, aren't we?"
"It's okay, I want to be
seen... It's more exciting that way, right... Nn"
"Mou... N-Nn..."
The voice heard in the
meantime.
It's an unusual atmosphere no
matter how I think about it.
I'm currently working at a
late-night convenience store. Three times a week, I work the late-night shift
at Dawson's Tokiwa-machi store. As I was replenishing the drinks as usual, I
heard some voices whispering from the store through the shelves.
There are plenty of people
chatting and laughing in convenience stores. Including energetic college
students like us, who are shouting and screaming.
However, what I heard from
inside the store at that moment was a distinctly different conversation.
"... Hey, when we get back...
okay..."
"Even if you don't say it
now... Ah, hey... Don't touch it..."
This is no good, by the time I thought they were starting to do something, the action had already heated up.
(What should I do? I guess I
should warn them?)
In the meantime, we were
instructed to call out to customers who were behaving suspiciously in the store
and warn them. If the behavior is obviously dangerous, the policemen will be
there from the beginning, but in this case, the behavior is dangerous in a
different sense, so I guess the first step is to talk to them.
There were no other customers
in the store at the moment, and the only stoppers for them were the security
cameras and us store clerks. I don't know if they knew that or not, but as
usual, they showed no signs of stopping their flirting.
(I just want them to stop
naturally, if possible)
I had two reasons for wanting
to do so. First, they didn't seem like very nice people. I was used to dealing
with all kinds of complaints, and I wasn't afraid of them, but I didn't want to
get involved with them because they just seemed troublesome.
And the other one is,
"... Ah, Aaaah..."
It was for the emotional
education of this girl, Kogure Nanako, who had completely stopped thinking in
front of me.
"N-Ne~e, Kyouya,
what are they doing, those people..."
She watched with her mouth
open, watching the affair that she could see in between.
"Nanako, let's replenish for the time being"
"Ah, yeah"
Nanako nodded and refilled the
drinks in completely the wrong place. She seems to be completely distracted. It's
rare for a girl to be so different from what she looks like on the outside and
what she is on the inside, or perhaps she's so weak from "that kind of
talk" that I wonder if she's really an adult.
(But...)
Although Nanako like that, there
were times when she had a strangely aggressive attitude.
Once, when she was working a
shift with me, she consciously pressed her breasts against me. She doesn't
usually make that kind of appeal, but her behavior, the feeling of it, and then
her words, "I won't lose".
Obviously, the words were
conscious of me and someone, so it was quite a shock at that time.
Or rather, the tension is still
going on.
(Can we talk for a minute...
huh?)
Those were the words she said
to me at the end of the doujin game production.
After that, Nanako hadn't
brought up that “talk” yet, partly because of a lot had happened with Tsurayuki.
If it comes up, I'll have to be
prepared for anything.
(I wonder when it's going to
explode...)
Since then, whenever I was alone with Nanako, I was always forced to be nervous. It was as if I was carrying a C4 in my chest that would explode without warning.
Anyway, when I was thinking of
telling her that she was putting the juice in the wrong place,
"Ne~e, Kyouya ..."
Nanako, who had been watching
the event through the shelves, suddenly opened her mouth.
"Kyouya, with Shinoaki..."
I felt a tingle of electricity
run through my body.
I-I never thought she'd talk
about it here!
Indeed, I was a bit prepared
for it, but when it actually happened, I was shaken to death. Or rather, I have
no idea how to respond.
How will this go on? Is it "Are
you guys dating?". We're not dating yet, but if I tell her that honestly,
the next question will be, "So, do you like her?" I guess.
The answer to that question is
really serious, and whether it's YES or NO, it comes with some kind of hurt.
But not answering is probably not an option.
As I secretly prepared to shed
my blood, the moment Nanako opened her mouth,
"Nanako-chan, come to the register"
I heard a voice of salvation
from Sakurai-san, another part-timer in the store.
"Ah, yes!"
"Sorry, in the middle of
the talk. I'm going."
"Y-Yeah......."
For now, I put down the box of
juice that I had been holding throughout the conversation and breathed a sigh
of relief from the tension in my body.
"I-I thought I was going
to die."
I managed to come back alive,
but it was clear that the crisis would continue as long as my part-time job continued. Since
she said "in the middle of the talk," there would be a continuation
of this talk someday.
"I wish the production
would stop like this..."
If it were an anime, this would
be a riot, but I didn't want this story to continue now.
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Thanks for the translation, hoping for future chapters.
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