Chapter 2-4

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Chapter 2: Part 4

After my magic training, I walked around outside until five in the morning. But even though I searched so hard, I couldn’t even find a single vampire ninja, let alone a Megalo.

When Yuu was here with us, every day some random monster appeared on our doorstep… But perhaps that really was because Yuu’s emotions were leaking out.

But for now, I returned home empty-handed.

Ugh, I’m so hungry.

I headed for the living room, but nobody was there. That empty living room really made me feel lonely. Yuu had always been in the living room before. I had only been with Yuu for around a month, but… These feelings, I wondered what they meant…

Once again, I felt something rumbling in my chest… I suddenly felt I needed to get a drink.

I headed for the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, but there was nothing inside.

Should I go to the store? No, it was fine. I should go prepare for school.

I went up the stairs, and just as I was about to go back to my room, I heard something.

It was some kind of music. When I went to Sera’s room and took a peek inside… I saw that within that room was a beauty playing the violin.

This song… I felt like I’d heard it somewhere… Maybe…

Ah! It was that song! The song that plays when the Wild Shogun goes wild! (1) You know, when he walks down the hall and just cuts people down as he goes along.

So it looked like she really did want to play the violin…

…I should leave her be. I gently closed the door. When I went out into the hallway, I realized that Sera’s violin was not the only sound filling the air; there was also music flowing from Haruna’s room.

I see; there were different songs mixing in the air from both sides, so I didn’t realize that Sera was playing the Wild Shogun song until I opened her door.

All right, next, I’d go see what song Haruna was playing.

I started to open her door, when I heard a voice.

“Haa ahh ahh ahhhh… dobidobaa-baraaah~.”

Crap! That was the last part! I had missed the opening to Full House! (2)


I opened the door with tears in my eyes. It was a strangely nostalgic song, and I suddenly really wanted to hear it again.

I’d ask her to sing it over again from the first “Haa ahh ahh ahhhh…. hahhh~~” part.

For some reason, Haruna was standing in the middle of the room holding a keyboard harmonica, wearing nothing but a single pair of light-blue checkered panties.

Wasn’t that my little brother’s keyboard harmonica? How nostalgic…

“Haruna… What do you think you’re doing in that getup?”

“A-Ayumu? Why did you come in without knocking again?! You damn Rockman Eros!”

Was that the X version of Rockman? She didn’t go for “Erockman” instead?

She quickly picked up the camisole she had tossed on the bed and used it to cover her chest.

I turned my back to Haruna.

“So, what exactly are you doing naked?”

And even though I was being considerate by turning my back to her, she hit me with a flying kick. That damn bastard.

“You damn Eros-men! Triple Eros!”

Well, if she just wanted names with “X” in them, there were plenty of those. She continued to stomp heavily on my back, and I just lay there and took it. Her anger seemed to finally abate, and she took a deep breath.

“I woke up and was changing… And then I found this.”

Haruna blew into the keyboard harmonica.

Even if she was in the middle of changing, she would drop what she was doing if she found something interesting… Well, I had to admit, that was quite like Haruna.

I turned back towards Haruna and clasped my hands together.

“Sorry, could you play that song again from the beginning?”

“Eh? …No. You’re just going to make fun of me.”

Haruna had finished changing into her camisole-and-panties form, and she stuck her tongue out at me. I was appreciating her cute light-blue checkered panties, but my view was suddenly blocked by her camisole.

“I won’t make fun of you.”

“Well, then…”

Haruna positioned the keyboard harmonica, looking almost as if she was about to blow into a trumpet. Her ahoge waved back and forth in quarter time like a conductor’s baton.

The sound she produced defeated the purpose of playing a keyboard harmonica. Indeed, it didn’t sound like a keyboard harmonica at all, but rather almost like a piano.

And then, at some point, it started to sound like an organ.

And then… it finally started sounding like a trumpet.

…Finally my ass! Was I an idiot?! Also, how the hell was a keyboard harmonica sounding like a trumpet?!

Also, she wasn’t playing the Full House opening… That was definitely the Hagure Keiji Junjouha opening now! (3)

……But, I mean, I didn’t hate it.

Once Haruna finished playing one piece, I lightly applauded.

“Haruna, you…” I started, but Haruna stared at me straight on.

“You’re going to make fun of me, aren’t you?”

I shook my head.

“No, that was good. I was thinking that you’re really a prodigy when it comes to music.”

Haruna blushed and averted her gaze. She looked embarrassed. Her ahoge looked like it was taking a guts pose, though, so she was probably secretly pretty proud of herself.

Perhaps she was in a good mood now, but Haruna tossed her hands up.

“Well, next I’ll play my original song then, ‘Polyester of the Jomon Period.’” (4)

What was that about?! I really wanted to hear!

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(1) A reference to a Japanese television program.

(2) Old American sitcom. Feel free to youtube the opening if you want to know exactly what line he’s referencing here.

(3) A crime drama TV serial.

(4) The Jomon Period is a ancient period in Japanese history. Considering they were known for their pottery, it would be strange if they had polyester.

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