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silent.
“Kyon….”
She sounded like a ghost returning from a fancy cruise ship that had sunk deep into the ocean.
“… If I become ruined for marriage, will you take me…?”
What should I say? And wait, you’re going to call me by that name, too?
Asahina, moving like a robot out of gas, returned my blazer to me. For a moment, I perversely hoped that she would jump into my arms and start sobbing, but she walked off with an expression like rotten, green vegetables.
Kind of a pity.
The next day, Asahina didn’t come to school.
The name Haruhi Suzumiya had already been floating around school, but thanks to the bunny mess, her name had transcended mere notoriety into the realm of common knowledge for the entire student body. That was fine with me. I couldn’t care less if the whole school knew about Haruhi’s eccentric behavior.
The problems were that the name Mikuru Asahina had begun spreading in association with hers and the fact that I felt as though the people around me were giving
me
strange looks.
“Man, Kyon… You’ve finally become one of Suzumiya’s merry friends,” Taniguchi said in an irritatingly sympathetic tone during break. “I never would have expected Suzumiya to make friends. I guess the world is a crazy place after all.”
Shove it.
“Seriously, I was so surprised yesterday. I was going home when I saw bunny girls standing at the front gate. Didn’t even have time to wonder if I was dreaming. It made me question if I was losing my sanity.”
That was Taniguchi. He was waving a familiar piece of paper around.
“What is this SOS Brigade? What do you do in it?”
Ask Haruhi. I have no idea. Don’t want to know either. Even if I did know, I probably wouldn’t want to put words to it.
“It says to tell you about mysteries. What exactly does that mean? And I don’t really understand this part about how a normal mystery won’t do.”
Even Ryoko Asakura came over for a bit.
“It looks like you people are having fun. But it would be best if you didn’t violate moral sensibilities. That stunt went a bit too far.”
I should have skipped school too.
Haruhi was still mad. Not just about the fact that she was interrupted during flyer distribution, but about the fact that a day had passed without a single e-mail arriving at the SOS Brigade address. I was expecting to get one or two prank e-mails, but it looked like the world had more common sense than I thought. I’m positive that was because everyone realized that getting involved with Haruhi would only bring trouble.
Haruhi glared at the empty inbox with a wrinkled brow as she moved the optical mouse around.
“Why haven’t we gotten a single e-mail?”
“It’s been one day. Maybe there are people with incredible tales of supernatural happenings, but they don’t want to tell such a dubious, untrustworthy brigade.”
I said that to appease her. In reality…
Do you know of any mysterious events? Yes, I do. Oh, that’s wonderful. Please tell me about it. I understand. It’s like…
As if that could ever happen. Listen up, Haruhi. That stuff only happens in comic books or fiction. Reality is far more severe and serious. This little prefectural high school in some random corner of Japan doesn’t have any ongoing conspiracies involving the end of the world. There aren’t any non-humans wandering around quiet residential areas. There isn’t a spaceship buried in the hill behind school. None of this will ever happen. Not a single one of them. You understand, right? The truth is that you actually understand, right? It’s just that you have nowhere to vent the frustrations of youth, and that restlessness is leading you down a different path. Snap out of it already. How about you go find some handsome guy and walk home from school together or go see a movie together on Sundays? And join some sports club and knock yourself out. They’d make you a regular member in a flash.
… At least, that’s what I would have liked
“Kyon….”
She sounded like a ghost returning from a fancy cruise ship that had sunk deep into the ocean.
“… If I become ruined for marriage, will you take me…?”
What should I say? And wait, you’re going to call me by that name, too?
Asahina, moving like a robot out of gas, returned my blazer to me. For a moment, I perversely hoped that she would jump into my arms and start sobbing, but she walked off with an expression like rotten, green vegetables.
Kind of a pity.
The next day, Asahina didn’t come to school.
The name Haruhi Suzumiya had already been floating around school, but thanks to the bunny mess, her name had transcended mere notoriety into the realm of common knowledge for the entire student body. That was fine with me. I couldn’t care less if the whole school knew about Haruhi’s eccentric behavior.
The problems were that the name Mikuru Asahina had begun spreading in association with hers and the fact that I felt as though the people around me were giving
me
strange looks.
“Man, Kyon… You’ve finally become one of Suzumiya’s merry friends,” Taniguchi said in an irritatingly sympathetic tone during break. “I never would have expected Suzumiya to make friends. I guess the world is a crazy place after all.”
Shove it.
“Seriously, I was so surprised yesterday. I was going home when I saw bunny girls standing at the front gate. Didn’t even have time to wonder if I was dreaming. It made me question if I was losing my sanity.”
That was Taniguchi. He was waving a familiar piece of paper around.
“What is this SOS Brigade? What do you do in it?”
Ask Haruhi. I have no idea. Don’t want to know either. Even if I did know, I probably wouldn’t want to put words to it.
“It says to tell you about mysteries. What exactly does that mean? And I don’t really understand this part about how a normal mystery won’t do.”
Even Ryoko Asakura came over for a bit.
“It looks like you people are having fun. But it would be best if you didn’t violate moral sensibilities. That stunt went a bit too far.”
I should have skipped school too.
Haruhi was still mad. Not just about the fact that she was interrupted during flyer distribution, but about the fact that a day had passed without a single e-mail arriving at the SOS Brigade address. I was expecting to get one or two prank e-mails, but it looked like the world had more common sense than I thought. I’m positive that was because everyone realized that getting involved with Haruhi would only bring trouble.
Haruhi glared at the empty inbox with a wrinkled brow as she moved the optical mouse around.
“Why haven’t we gotten a single e-mail?”
“It’s been one day. Maybe there are people with incredible tales of supernatural happenings, but they don’t want to tell such a dubious, untrustworthy brigade.”
I said that to appease her. In reality…
Do you know of any mysterious events? Yes, I do. Oh, that’s wonderful. Please tell me about it. I understand. It’s like…
As if that could ever happen. Listen up, Haruhi. That stuff only happens in comic books or fiction. Reality is far more severe and serious. This little prefectural high school in some random corner of Japan doesn’t have any ongoing conspiracies involving the end of the world. There aren’t any non-humans wandering around quiet residential areas. There isn’t a spaceship buried in the hill behind school. None of this will ever happen. Not a single one of them. You understand, right? The truth is that you actually understand, right? It’s just that you have nowhere to vent the frustrations of youth, and that restlessness is leading you down a different path. Snap out of it already. How about you go find some handsome guy and walk home from school together or go see a movie together on Sundays? And join some sports club and knock yourself out. They’d make you a regular member in a flash.
… At least, that’s what I would have liked
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