SECOND PART -- STORIES OF UNFORTUNATE IN LIFE (EPISODE 2 : ALCOHOL SHOULDN'T BE TAKEN EXCESSIVELY)
from Isshi san of Kagrra,
First of all many thanks to kagrrafan.cn for permitting me to translate the story.
They have been putting a lot of effort in providing Kagrra, info; translate Kagrra, blog's diary from Japanese into Chinese etc. I, myself only understand a little bit of Japanese language so I can only translate the stories after they have translated it into Chinese. So, once again many thanks to them for their effort and thanks a lot for sharing.
Credit goes to 朽木根 san (from kagrrafan.cn) for translating the article from Japanese language to Chinese language
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It's been 2 weeks past 2007. The making of the album had just completed. But I'd already run into a terrifying unfortunate matter.
After completion of the last year's important work plan, I'd relax my body and mind; I leave the studio and jump into a cab, rushing to the izakaya that my senior is waiting for me for New Year greeting.
Senior always gives useful advice. Though I'm a lightweight, but somehow he is the only senior that I can look for when I need someone to share and help me in solving my problem and worries. And I do feel the surging of my emotion when I can finally meet up with him after so long.
"Excuse me. Please send me to OO" After I told the cabby driver the destination that I'm going to, he didn't say a single word but drive.
'What is all this about…Feeling no good…' There's no doubt that the driver's reaction had spoiled my good mode, I can't help showing anger on my face. But, I can still tolerate with all this, not really care; I was looking at the neon light outside of the car window with some other thoughts in my mind.
After ten minutes, the rough drive cabby finally reached the destination. With lively and joyful foot step as my mode was in, I walked on the staircase heading to the basement.
Once I open the door of the izakaya that located at the end of the basement corridor, I saw that my senior was already there smiling and waiting for me. Senior who had already drunk a little bit was greeting me and urging me to drink at the same time.
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I was in high spirits and had no idea how many mug of beer I had taken, totally in the state of drunk and can't figure out anything else left alone the time. The only thing I cared was keep talking to my senior on singing, music etc. and this and that.
It was at the summit of the dinner when I kept nodding my head for agreement. Looking at the clock, it should be in time for me to catch the last train, thus, after greeting my senior "Please do continue to guide me along in this brand new year!!" I left the izakaya.
While on the way rushing to the train station, it was so crowded as if the street was swallowed by the avalanche.
"This is the end! Today is Friday…"
I was surrounded by the smell of those alcoholic drunker before I can reach the ticket gate and there were drunker laying here and there on the floor mumbling nonsense…. Though I felt irritated, but still I don't really plan to take a cab. Without any other choices, I bought a ticket and walked towards the platform, and the train just left right before my eye. Instantly I was able to find a place behind the yellow line to wait for the last train; while waiting for the train, I lowered my cap peak in order not to attract others' attention.
The train approached the platform very soon, after seeing other passenger alight, I got into the cabin and happily found a seat. Then from my sling bag I took out the book that I wanted to read. But due to the alcohol's effect that still glued in my brain, my vision on the book flow along with the wording. When it finally comes to my awareness, I found that the crowds were like sushi, somehow bending their bodies to the left and right, blushed faces were twisted by sorrow. While I was regretting for going home by train, the train's door closed, the train gradually leave the platform. Not long after the train left the platform, I was "ruined" by the weird smells from the surrounding and it had make me closed my book; my eye sight was moving here and there occasionally, and I noticed the two ladies in OL appearance that holding the ring handle, mumbling. In my mind, I was thinking 'These ladies still haven't go home in such late night…And further more they are so drunk, this is pathetic…' The train stops at every station, and after it left the 2nd or 3rd stations, one of the two ladies did some weird act. She didn't even care that she's in a full loaded train, continuously she did some sort of act like extending exercise, then she just sit still. At the same moment, there's a guy that looks like a pub waiter with his strong and annoying perfume at my side; my mood was getting from bad to worse, I stare at that guy and cover my nose with hand.
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"Arh….this is the end of the world…." When I was thinking so, the worst thing ever had happened at about the same time. Unexpectedly, the gentle lady starts to vomit like hell right at the front of my seat. Suddenly, the cabin in disorder, where does the space for the crowd to move about come from? When I was thinking so, like ebbing tide, passengers around me moved away, leaving me in the center of the semi circle space. The two ladies and I were left alone. Not knowing what to do, I just winked my eyes blindly, the train approaching the next station. Then, unbelievably, the two ladies didn't even clean up the mess but quickly alight the train without any apologies. And so I was left alone. No matter how it looks like or how it was thought, I was like the culprit for this whole mess. Passengers around me start to look at me curiously. As if they are saying "What happened to that man?" I was lost and sitting there for quite awhile, finally I stood up after I thought of a way, opened the plastic carrier that I brought by chance, took out all the high quality straw paper that I got from the izakaya, with a sad feeling that almost make me cry, I start to clean up the mess. Some of the passengers who saw this scenario had stood up to help me out; I really appreciate their help from the bottom of my heart. A granny utters something that really makes me curse my own fate; the granny said, "You shouldn't had did this! Drunk like this!! This is really, bringing trouble to everyone!!!"
The granny must have just aboard from this station, seems like she got it wrong and thought that I'm the one who vomit…
I can only apologize but nothing else "sorry…"
Basically by the time the mess was cleaned up, the train had approached the station that I should alight. Carrying the heavy plastic carrier, like a hare that is on escape, I rush out of the ticket gate; threw the plastic carrier into the dustbin outside a convenient store. Mixing in the sting smell of the night, there's that kind of smell… I totally didn't notice any other thing at that moment, but now then I discover that the vomit had spilt onto my jacket. And, now then I realize, no wonder people thought that I was the one who vomit after saw this… Furiously, I dumped my jacket into the dustbin as well. In this winter night, with only a piece of shirt, I walked in the northern wind. Shame ably, I went home, continue to drink beer like hell, didn't even realize that my wallet was lost, until the next day…
Episode 1 is at page 84 #2097
Episode 9 is at page 83 #2054
Side Story is at page 84 #2076