February 24th, 2009
While washing his hands in the bathroom, Goro looked up at Kazuo.
“YoYoshiyama is nice and cute and all, but isn’t she a little over maternalistic?”
Goro had a bad habit of trying to smugly use difficult words. Kazuo, with his glazed over eyes as usual, looked down at the 20 centimeter shorter Goro.
“Hmmm, why’s that?”
“What? You don’t think so?”
Goro puffed himself up. Due to his red swollen face, he often looked like her was straining himself.
“Yoshiyama, She completely thinks we little babies. Huh! ‘Go wash your hands’ she says!”
“I guess…” mumbled Kazuo. With eyes that seemed stuck in a dream, he continued to leisurely wash his hands.
Kazuko, who had come back from throwing out the garbage behind the school building, put her hand on the door to the neighboring lab. This science lab was the room with all of the chemicals, so it had two doors, one from the classroom and another to the hallway. The one Kazuko was opening was the one from the classroom.
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Also, in the first page, I incorrectly translated “Science Classroom” as “Science Lab”. I’ve now fixed it (think I’ll go with science room).