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…suddenly, I’m awake. Maybe it’s because of the particular atmosphere in the infirmary, but I feel like I fell asleep myself while watching over the patient. The infirmary is filled with a calming feeling. The commotion of the school building is far away here
.
Sakura is asleep on one of the beds. The school’s nurse is absent, so even though I’ve got no experience with it, I’m taking care of her myself. …well, so I say, but I can’t really do anything more than let her sleep and wipe the sweat from her forehead.
A remarkably large sigh comes from Sakura. It sounds like she may be
waking up. …thank goodness. It’s been quite some time since I found her.
It seems her fever’s gone down, so with this I feel like it’s going to
be all right. As I look down at the bed in relief, I catch Sakura’s eyes
when she opens them.
I greet her, and she reservedly, but happily, gives me a smile in return.
Sakura gives a sigh of relief, as gazes at me fixedly, as if
enraptured. She’s sincerely grateful. All I did was look after her while
she slept, so it’s honestly kind of embarrassing. I try saying
something to alleviate the feeling.
“Did you dream that the world was ending, or something?” I joke
around a bit, trying to lighten the mood. Sakura’s awe seemed about that
grandiose.
Sakura bows her head, smiling gently. …I wonder what it is. People
smile at me everyday, but this is somehow…unsettling? Embarrassing? It
seems that guileless, straightforward gratitude really can warm the
heart this much. Again trying to gloss over these feelings, I ask Sakura
a question.
So that’s what happened? I’m curious about why everyone ignored
Sakura like that. I mean, I really think it was terrible of them, but I
can’t help but wonder. But anyway, I tell her that I’m glad it wasn’t
anything serious.
Of course there’s nothing unusual. It was a regular day, at a regular
school, with my regular classmates. My teacher ran into her desk and
everyone made fun of her as usual. I went to class, ate lunch, and
talked to my friends. That’s right. Nothing was out of place. Nothing
new happened. That’s the kind of place this ought to be.
Sakura listens to me talk about ordinary normal things happily. It’s
all stuff I’m kind of tired of myself, but her interest seems endless. I
can’t help but think that glimmer in her eyes looks like longing.
…Maybe that’s why. When the listener seems to be having so much fun, I end up having fun too. Even things I usually wouldn’t think anything of, when I talk about them with Sakura, my impression of them completely changes.
…right. There’s nothing unusual / nothing should be unusual
/ but, what was it that happened in the entrance way? Why did all the
students ignore Sakura? …well, that’s over anyway. Right now I’m just
enjoying a conversation with Sakura. We keep on talking in the
infirmary, until we hear the bell chime that tells us it’s time to go
home.
Sakura shows me out of the infirmary and I take my leave. As we part,
I turn to look back at Sakura one more time, and her eyes looks full of
regret, like she’s on the verge of tears as she watches me leave.
[The time progression percentage has now reached 99%!]
Unchanged from original translation: https://tsukinoura.wordpress.com/2013/06/24/157/. As a side note, I love this scene. Please support the original translator.
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…suddenly, I’m awake. Maybe it’s because of the particular atmosphere in the infirmary, but I feel like I fell asleep myself while watching over the patient. The infirmary is filled with a calming feeling. The commotion of the school building is far away here
.
Sakura is asleep on one of the beds. The school’s nurse is absent, so even though I’ve got no experience with it, I’m taking care of her myself. …well, so I say, but I can’t really do anything more than let her sleep and wipe the sweat from her forehead.
Sakura :: Nn…
I greet her, and she reservedly, but happily, gives me a smile in return.
Sakura :: Senpai…thank goodness. It wasn’t a dream…
[>] Calling it a dream would be an exaggeration, wouldn’t it?
> How are you feeling?
> How are you feeling?
Sakura :: Wha…um, no, was I making a face
like that…? …but, I’m not exaggerating. For me, it really was
that…amazing, you know. A-anyway, thank you very much. You not only
saved me, you kept watch over me afterward.
Sakura :: How did I end up on the floor?
I…don’t really know myself. The atmosphere around the school just felt
different from usual, so I went to walk around the halls to check things
out…then when I was in the entrance way a kind of dizziness came over
me. …and you saw what happened after that. Even if I called out to them,
none of the other students noticed me. It felt so hopeless I thought I
was going to just be left to lie there. And then you spoke to me.
Sakura :: Yes, thanks to you Hakuno…no,
senpai! I really feel perfectly fine now. But…um, can I ask you as well?
Have you, well…has anything unusual happened to you?
Sakura :: Oh, really? Heehee, Ms. Fujimura is a weird one, isn’t she. I’m kind of jealous of how lively she is.
…Maybe that’s why. When the listener seems to be having so much fun, I end up having fun too. Even things I usually wouldn’t think anything of, when I talk about them with Sakura, my impression of them completely changes.
Sakura :: It makes me happy somehow. Our
school is full of the sort of people who just want to take care of it by
themselves when they get hurt. Even as the nurse’s assistant, I don’t
have a lot to do, and nothing new ever happens. I guess it’s rather
lonely…though, I’d never noticed until now. And, you found me, so…
Sakura :: Oh…it sounds like time’s up, doesn’t it…I’m sorry for keeping you so long. Have a safe trip home, senpai.
[The time progression percentage has now reached 99%!]
Unchanged from original translation: https://tsukinoura.wordpress.com/2013/06/24/157/. As a side note, I love this scene. Please support the original translator.
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