Translation

Watashi wa kōkai shite imasen

Chapter 2: ♫ N.I.E.M.A.L.S. ♫

ahhhh> /// So that's the 2nd chapter and I hope you enjoy it ...
At the bottom I wrote something like a leap into the future
then just called it "Flashfuture". Correct me if it should be called something different ^^
Yes and finally * drum roll * ........ Have fun reading!
LG Lindenei



Chapter 2: ♫ N.I.E.M.A.L.S. ♫

"The future is something that most people only love when it has become the past"

William Somerset Maugham


"Do you live here?", I let go of his hand and took a closer look at the house that was standing behind him.
"Yes, with Obaa-san," his voice was cool. What did he have?
"Sorry for causing you such trouble ..." he said nothing. He sat down on the tatami mat that was on the terrace of the house and began to chew on a watermelon. At first I hesitated but then I sat down with him.
"May I?" I pointed my finger at the huge pile of watermelons. He was now running short on his second piece.
"Mhmmmmm", hehe ... yes, you can just talk badly with your mouth full, right? I felt it was "yes" and allowed myself a piece. It felt like an eternity before any of us spoke up and unfortunately I was. Why could I never shut up?
"Why did these guys attack me? Did I do something wrong?" He didn't respond to my question at all. Didn't he hear it or didn't he want to answer me? But I didn't want to ask him again. If he was already making such a sullen face I wanted to annoy him even more.
Suddenly something shot my head many times in a row.
"What the ...!", He actually spat the seeds against my pear.
I gave him such a headbutt that my own hand hurt. Don't show any weakness now, Chiyoko. A huge bump appeared at the point where I hit him. He looked at me angrily but his eyes faded again and he lowered his gaze. He looked sad. Shit, I hit him too hard.
Great, I was already plagued by guilt. I wanted to apologize when he finally spoke.
"You're from Seireitei, aren't you?", He looked me straight in the face. I had to admit that made me a bit nervous. Hopefully I didn't blush ♥
"Yes," but that wasn't the answer to my question
"There you have the reason."
"Eh?" Who cared whether I came from Seireitei or not?
"This idiot trio thinks they are something better, which is why they feel threatened when someone comes from Seireitei", I just couldn't believe that. And you beat little girls because of that?
"Really, I've never seen anything like it. It's terrible," I crossed my arms over my chest. But suddenly something else caught my attention.A girl came running towards us. She waved wildly to the bet. She must have been an acquaintance of Toshiro whom I didn't know her.
"Say, do you know the girl", he didn't seem to have noticed her yet. Only when I pointed this out to him did he finally let go of his watermelons (by the way, he had already plastered six such pieces, I had just been to my second piece) and got up.
"Momo you bed-wetter, get out of it!", I just didn't believe what I had heard. This little one ...!
"Tell me it's still okay. You don't say that to a woman!", I hit him the second time on his mud pear and the bump that was there before became even bigger.
"She's not a woman. Look at her and anyway she's still pissing her pants. I'm just saying what was is", I would have loved to give him another one, but I didn't want him to die of a cerebral hemorrhage, so I stopped I look back.
"Well, then, she's not a woman. You still don't say that to other people", oops ... I hadn't noticed that she was already standing with us. It turned as red as a tomato. Oh no, that was so embarrassing.
"I'm so sorry!" I bowed as deeply as possible.
"Oh no, I got used to it slowly", but her blush on her face said something else.
"Who is your girlfriend here, Shiro-chan?", He was short of his beloved watermelons again.
"I don't know, she just showed up here and kept beating me."
"WHAT? Has your brain deteriorated so much that you can no longer even think properly, or what is going on in there?" I was about to dig for the next blow when I saw the horrified face of the girl.
"Hehe ... well ... I have a slight urge to violence but only when it is absolutely necessary", I defended myself and I said the last part particularly sharply so that every family member could hear it. I tried to change the subject as quickly as possible.
"My name is Komamura Chiyoko, nice to meet you."
"My name is Hinamori Momo and I'm happy too," she sat down next to Toshiro and took a piece of watermelon. I also calmed down and planted myself next to Hinamori-san. On closer inspection, it really wasn't that old. Maybe a year or two older than me and Toshiro. She wore her brown hair in two braids. The most noticeable thing about her was that she was wearing the uniform of the Shinigami Academy.
"You go to the Shinigami Academy?" I chewed on my bowler hat with relish while I waited for her answer.
"Yes."
"And are you enjoying it?" I tried to ask her as best I could. Maybe we'd become friends too.
"Yeah, it's pretty exhausting sometimes," I was just about to say something when Toshiro spoke up and we spoke it out at the same time."-So I never want to be a Shinigami-!", We both looked at each other in horror. But not only we were excited but also Hinamori-san. She hopped up, waved her arms around and tried to make it clear that it wasn't that bad to be a Shinigami.
"Waaaaaaaaas? But there are not only negative things about it but also positive things. For example, you make new friends and experience adventures with them and you learn so many new things at the academy," she tried to convince us, but I think our decision was made . Toshiro looked at his red fruit and smiled a little. Oh no, my heart was suddenly beating faster and my cheeks felt hot.
I giggled.
How much the future changed once you made a friend.

Flash future
"Komamura-fukutaicho, I'll report," a Shinigami knelt and opened the door. I was silent and waited until he brought the next bad news. It was a mess. First this Ryoka and now what?
"Aizen Sōsuke, taicho of 5th Company is dead."
Flash future end

Yes, how much the future has changed.
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