Diako Translations

I’m currently in Shino-san’s room.   “...Is it clean?”   “It’s clean.”   “...Amazing?”   “Yeah, amazing.”   But...   “If you’re moving, at least pack your stuff! You haven’t done anything, have you?”   “...Cleanliness is the best.”   “It’s fine if things get messy while preparing for a move! What’s really problematic is not being ready at all.”   “...You’re mean.”   Wait, how am I being mean? I’m just pointing out something obvious!   “Come on, hurry up. The moving company will be here by evening.”   “...Understood. Then, let’s start with that area together.”   “Alright, alright...”   I moved closer to the closet with Shino-san and began sorting things out. She doesn’t seem to have much stuff, so we’ll probably finish before the movers arrive.   “...Look. Does it suit me?”   “What the!?”   What she held up was a pair of...

After the commotion of the morning's confession, time passed, and it was now evening. "Yuuki-san, are you feeling okay? How's your cold?" "It's much better now. Sorry for... causing you trouble in so many ways." "Don't worry about it. By the way, you don't have to use polite language with me, Yuuki-san." "Well, but..." I mean, she's older than me and my boss at work, so I naturally end up using polite language. "We're lovers now, so let's drop all that stiffness, shall we?" "Hmm... if Yuki-san insists that much, I guess it's fine." "Great! Then, shall we eat?" "Alright, let's eat." With Yuki-san's cheerful smile, we went downstairs from my room on the second floor to the living room, where Hinata-san and Shino-san were already present. "So, why are you two here?" "That's obvious. Since we've become lovers, we're here to eat together....

"So, that's what happened." "I can't believe it..." Hearing about my past, the three of them were visibly shaken. Well, I've bounced back from it, so it’s not something they need to worry about too much.   "Still, if you stick around me, you'll probably hear some unpleasant rumors, so I think it’s better not to get too involved with me. Yuki-san, you’re my boss at work. Hinata-san, you’re the school nurse. Shino-san, we’re just old acquaintances. That’s more than enough." "..." None of them said a word. Sure, revealing my past doesn't change our relationship, but I'd feel bad if they were treated poorly because of me. It might even cause trouble with their work.   "That’s all I wanted to say, so don’t dwell on it too much. I’ll be lying down on my bed now. When you leave, please lock the door behind you. The key is here; you can return it tomorrow." I returned to my bed, lay down, and closed my eyes. Slowly, I dr...

Since then, I hadn’t been bullied or hassled, but being alone remained unchanged. I graduated middle school as a loner and started attending my current high school. Rumors have a way of spreading, and even as a high schooler, I still got hassled. But I always fought back when necessary.   “Still, it’s only April, and I’ve already dealt with over 30 incidents of harassment. Seriously, how much do they hate me?”   I mused while eating some bread. As a high schooler, finding a part-time job was tough. I kept getting turned down, often because of those same rumors.   “Man, this is bad. I really need to find a job. I’d rather use Mom’s inheritance for tuition, so I could really use the extra money for living expenses.”    Being a loner sucks at times like this. Without people to ask, my only option is to rely on job ads. Well, guess I’ll take my time searching.   “Anyway, lunch is over. Time to head back to class.”   I returned to t...

It all began the day after entering middle school.   On the first day, textbooks were distributed in bulk. They were heavy, so most students stored them in their lockers. Yet, for some reason, mine were missing.   "Huh...? Why are mine the only ones missing?" Since they weren’t there, I had no choice but to report it to the teacher. I went to the staff room and told my homeroom teacher.   "Um... My textbooks are missing." "We handed them out yesterday. How did you lose them?" The male teacher questioned me harshly. I answered honestly.   "I put them in my locker, but they were gone when I came today." "That’s impossible. You must have been careless." "N-no! I really don’t know what happened!" "Well, then, you’ll just have to buy new ones. I’ll prepare a list of publishers after class. You can buy them today since we only have orientation today." "...Thank you." The culprit was never found. I ended up using ...

"Ugh…" "Yuuki-san!!" I slowly open my eyes. My vision is blurry, and I can’t make out much… but I can faintly tell it’s Yuki-san’s face. "Yuuki-san! Are you okay?" Come to think of it, what happened to me? I can’t quite remember… "I’m so glad… You suddenly lost consciousness, Yuuki-san." "I see…" That’s right, I think something happened, and I passed out. But wait, what’s going on now? This soft sensation on my head, and Yuki-san’s face directly above me… Could this be… "A lap pillow!?" "Yuuki-san? That’s not okay." I try to get up, but for some reason, Yuki-san holds me down, preventing me from moving. What kind of embarrassing situation is this? "You’re not fully recovered yet, so just lie down and rest for a while." "This is… so embarrassing." "Please bear with it. Besides, Yuuki-san, there’s someone here who wants to greet you." "Greet me?" Now that she mentions it, I feel ...

Why do I keep dreaming about the past like this...? There are some memories you can't forget, no matter how much you want to, but still, this is excessive. Oh well, since it’s done, I might as well move on. Time to wipe off this sweat and change my clothes.   --- Ding Dong "Huh? Who’s visiting at this hour? If it’s a salesman, I’m going to give them a piece of my mind."   When I opened the door, I saw two familiar faces.   "Yuki-san, Hinata-san... What’s going on?"   "We need to talk about something. May we come inside for a bit?"   "Sure, I don’t mind."   "Then, excuse us."   "Excuse us."   It’s fine that Yuki-san and Hinata-san came over, but honestly, I didn’t want to see Yuki-san right now... Not after what happened earlier today.   "So, what do you want to talk about?"   "I can’t tell you just yet. We’re waiting for one more person, so can you be patient for a little while?" ...