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Kyon (キョン) ([personal profile] slave_of_suzumiya) wrote in [community profile] thegamesofharuhisuzumiya2013-11-02 11:40 pm

Suzumiya Haruhi no Tsuisou - 106: Lucky Yellow Ribbon




With that, the festival came to an end.

With the excitement of the live performance, we had an afterparty in an empty classroom, completely ignoring the closing event in the gymnasium as our celebration continued.
Despite what Haruhi wanted, Asahina-san and Tsuruya-san naturally had to go help pack things up in their own class once the party had reached its climax.
As such, the party came to an end.
We parted ways with the Baton Club and made our way to the building’s entrance, and the CQD Brigade was disbanded.


鶴屋さん Tsuruya-san: Aaah, today was a whole lot o’ fun thanks to Haru-nyan! It feels like we’ve known each other for ages.
ハルヒ Haruhi: I feel the same way. Maybe we really have met somewhere before.
“Yeah, in another world.” is what I’d like to say. But even without that, these two really do get along well.
ハルヒ Haruhi: You too, Mikuru-chan.

みくる Mikuru: Uuum, we did only meet yesterday, right?
鶴屋さん Tsuruya-san: Ahahaha, that’s Mikuru for ya!

ハルヒ Haruhi: Just what I’d expect from our moe character!

みくる Mikuru: Hoe~?
Yep, that’s my Asahina-san.

鶴屋さん Tsuruya-san: Anyway, we better get going. Our class would already be packing up, so we better put in an appearance.
みくる Mikuru: Sorry, if you’ll excuse us.
ハルヒ Haruhi: I’m really grateful for today. We should meet up some time!

みくる Mikuru: Right, later then.
鶴屋さん Tsuruya-san: We’ll be seeing you too, boys!
古泉 Koizumi: Indeed, see you.
キョン Kyon: Thanks for the hard work!

ハルヒ Haruhi: Well then, I guess that’s our cue to leave as well.
古泉 Koizumi: Right, we don’t need this school’s teachers questioning our presence here.
キョン Kyon: Got it, I’ll see you off then.

Once we arrived at the main gate, Koizumi went to find a taxi as Haruhi and I engaged in small talk.

ハルヒ Haruhi: ... Y’know, I think I just realised something.
キョン Kyon: What is it?
ハルヒ Haruhi: The reason John sent that mail.
キョン Kyon: ...

ハルヒ Haruhi: He knew that things would play out this way... No, that’s too much credit. More like... he was hoping things would go like this? It wouldn’t have happened without your help.
キョン Kyon: ... Who knows.

ハルヒ Haruhi: But, what I don’t get is the next bit. If this is what he was planning, then what was the reason behind it all...?
Haruhi’s expression showed that she was thinking pretty hard about this. I decided to give her a little help.
キョン Kyon: Does it really need a reason?

ハルヒ Haruhi: ... What do you mean?
キョン Kyon: Perhaps he only wanted to make sure you had fun.

ハルヒ Haruhi: ...

ハルヒ Haruhi: Well Kyon, you’re surprisingly insightful sometimes. I like that!
キョン Kyon: Oi oi, how am I supposed to respond if you start liking me?

ハルヒ Haruhi: Don’t sweat it. I know exactly what to do.
キョン Kyon: That so?
ハルヒ Haruhi: That’s right. If that’s the case, then John’s objective was a big success.
キョン Kyon: ... Are you going to stop looking for him?
ハルヒ Haruhi: Who said we were giving up? Of course we’ll keep searching. And naturally you’ll be helping us too... Oh, right.

ハルヒ Haruhi: Here, take this. I was wearing it back when I met John, it’ll be a good mark.
キョン Kyon: ... I don’t get you.
ハルヒ Haruhi: If he sees this he’ll know we’ve made contact, right? He appears to know you after all.
キョン Kyon: Hold it. I don’t mind showing we’ve made contact, but wouldn’t I look a little weird wearing that?
ハルヒ Haruhi: You could tie it to your bag?


As she forced the ribbon on me, Haruhi groomed her long hair slightly. Seeing her do that, I dropped my objections to bring up another topic.
キョン Kyon: Hey, could you try a ponytail?
ハルヒ Haruhi: ... It might look easy, but actually doing it properly is tricky.

Repeating a line I’d heard fairly recently, she pulled a hairtie from her jacket pocket and skilfully tied her hair behind her head.
ハルヒ Haruhi: How’s this?
キョン Kyon: Great, you look 38% more charming.

ハルヒ Haruhi: Stupid.

With her mouth in a へ shape and her face slightly red, Haruhi looked the other way. It was like a slight apology for all the trouble she’d put me through.
Even as the taxi Koizumi had got approached, her long black haired ponytail fluttered in the wind.

キョン Kyon: ... Hey, Suzumiya.
ハルヒ Haruhi: What?
キョン Kyon: It suits you.