Akira: | … |
*flips page* | |
Akira: | (I didn't expect that this book I bought because of its title would actually be a romance novel.) |
Akira: | (It's translated to Japanese as 'Listening Through The Eyes')… a deaf young man fell in love with his childhood friend who faithfully stayed by his side. |
Akira: | (Looks like it's based on a real story, but is that really the case?) |
Akira: | (Even though he can't hear whispers of love, how could he fall for the girl?) |
Akira: | (Maybe he likes her just because she stayed with him… speaking of a woman who stays by my side, that would be-) |
Raku: | Mr. Cool Guy over there… your hand has stopped flipping the page, you know? |
Akira: | Whoa-! … Waka. Don't just appear behind my back. |
Raku: | Ha ha ha. My bad. Your grievous look as you sit here makes you so good-looking that it's almost upsetting... |
Akira: | That's a pretty mean reason... |
Raku: | Don't look so angry... Well, I was curious. Toward the book that could make Akira so engrossed in thoughts, that is... |
Akira: | I wasn't really thinking about anything... |
Raku: | There, there, don't try to deceive me by giving me such a shady-looking smile. ... Heave-ho. |
Akira: | Wait, I didn't say that you can just sit beside me, though? |
Raku: | Don't get all tense like that. Isn't it cruel of you to tell me that I should keep talking while standing? |
Akira: | (Then, you'd better take your leave...) |
Raku: | You were thinking something cruel again, right? |
Akira: | If you understand, wouldn't it be better if you do as I wished? |
Raku: | Hh... Akira is such a cruel man. |
Raku: | Well, well, now this kind and reliable Wakaouji Raku shall hear out the distress that the shady smiling Akira has. |
Akira: | Waka... you're having fun with it, aren't you? |
Raku: | Ooh! So you understand? You, who is always looking so stoic actually feeling distressed is so interes-... no, it's so strange. |
Akira: | So you are having fun... |
Raku: | *chuckles* ... Here, have a warm tea and relax for a bit. |
Akira: | A warm tea, you... since the start, you wanted to hear about my story that badly, huh. |
Raku: | Well, now, I wonder what you're talking about~ |
Akira: | Hh... I always get out of tune when talking with Waka. |
Raku: | Usually you hold the role of guardian for a 17 year old and a 15 year old, after all. The only one who could talk to you so casually like this is just Producer, right? |
Akira: | ... |
Raku: | Speak of which, until just now, I was with the Producer- |
Akira: | ... |
Raku: | She was being persistent with work-related talks, so I escaped from her when I saw an opening. I'm sure that right now she's so flustered while looking for me! |
Akira: | Don't tease her too often... |
Raku: | Hoo... I didn't think I would be warned by Akira. |
Akira: | ... |
Raku: | Oops! You made a pause there! Making you putting on such a gentle look like that, as I'd thought, the reason must be the Producer, eh... |
Akira: | Isn't it weird that you decided on things like that, even though I didn't say a single thing? |
Raku: | Don't get all irritated like that... Haha~n! I see, I see, so that's it... |
Raku: | Well then, Akira. You're distressed because of 'love', huh. |
Akira: | ... You have such a bad personality, eh? |
Raku: | I can say the same about you. |
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