Ranobe Mo Ore Mo Sukina Gyaru - Hiraeth Translation

Gal and Sleepless Night 1

It was already long past midnight. I got up from the sofa in the living room and conveyed this to Tsumakawa, my sister, who was in her pajamas.

“I’ve laid out a futon in the tatami room over there. Tsumakawa, you can sleep there.”

“…Is it not okay to sleep together in Yoda’s room?”

“It’s definitely not okay… I couldn’t just leave you alone, so I decided to let you stay at my place, but that’s different from this…”

“…Mm, okay.”

“You’re oddly obedient… yawn… Well then, I’m going to bed now…”

With a yawn, I said that and headed for the living room door, rubbing my eyes.

Apparently, after the eye-opening event of Tsumakawa-san taking a bath in my house, sleepiness has overtaken me.

As I left the living room and was about to exit, Tsumakawa stopped me in the corridor and said, in a voice that seemed like she was about to cry,

“Hey, where’s your goodnight?”

“Uh, goodnight…”

“Hehe… Well, goodnight.”

After taking ‘goodnight’ from me, Tsumakawa smiled faintly, then returned to the living room.

Watching her like that, I quietly let out a sigh and headed to my own room.

Upon entering my room, I flung myself onto the bed face-down.

“Sigh… Why did things end up like this?”

Staying overnight under the same roof as a cheerful gal classmate, Tsumakawa…

Even if I couldn’t abandon her when she was vulnerable, it might have been a bit rash. Actually, have I taken too much of a liking to Tsumakawa-san…?

She’s going to get tired of me and stop asking for me one day anyway————

“…Time to sleep.”

Before I started getting lost in unnecessary thoughts, I closed my eyes tightly.

Then, from somewhere, a soft, not too strong, citrusy fragrance wafted over——

Wait, what’s this smell?

For a moment, I wondered, but it was nothing more than the perfume Tsumakawa-san forcibly applied to me earlier, tickling my nostrils.

“…..”

Despite trying to ignore it, I became more aware of the scent, and in closing my eyes again, my sense of smell became more acute. The scent of her was even stronger now.

I was supposed to be sleeping alone, but I felt like Tsumakawa had climbed into my bed, and I was experiencing the sensation of sleeping together.

No, stop it! Don’t invade my brain, Imaginary Tsumakawa! ‘Hey, don’t get too friendly with other girls.’

…Why are you saying that now, Imaginary Tsumakawa?

And so, due to the perfume that Tsumakawa had applied, I spent over ten minutes in a restless state.

Gradually, I managed to get used to her scent, and the illusion of Tsumakawa sleeping next to me faded away.

I started to drift into a light slumber.

Then, from somewhere in the distance, I heard the creaking sound of a door opening.

Reflexively, I lifted my heavy eyelids slightly, struggling against drowsiness.

And then, there——

“…Huh?… Whoa!?”

“…yay….”

A ghost-gal who looked rather downcast was standing there, giving me a gal peace.

Wait, is that Tsumakawa…?

Just when I thought I could finally sleep, she enters someone else’s room without permission…

While I silently protested in my mind, she seemed to be continuing the scenario of standing at my dream pillow.

In a small, muffled voice, she said,

“…Stay where you are and listen to me. I am the ancestor of the Yoda family—My name is『Tae Yoda 』 and I’m about to grant you an important oracle…”

“You’ve got to be kidding… My ancestor was a gal…?”

“Take good care of a girl named Miona Tsumakawa… She is your good luck charm… And surprisingly, she’s devoted… Even though she’s FJK, she’s still a virgin and doesn’t really restrict you, so become her boyfriend…”

“Aren’t the words you’re using a bit too modern…? Did the term ‘Boyfriend (Kare pi)’ even exist in your time?” (TN: She’s using Kare-pi instead of Kareshi.)

“Well then, I’m off to chill in the heavenly sauna… Take care and be well…”

“Huh… Wait, so heaven is like a sauna? Does that mean when we die, we go to a place called heavenly sauna?”

“No, Yoda… ‘Heaven’ is like a health spa where there are various facilities such as saunas, hot springs, banquet halls, and more…”

“So, heaven existed on Earth too!?”

(TN: First year students are referred to as “FJK” (first). 2nd year students are referred to as “SJK” (second). 3rd year students are referred to as “LJK” (last) )

Tsumakawa’s nonsense led me to reply with a silly remark, even in my not-yet-fully-awake mind.

In response, she let out a dry laugh, saying, ‘Ahaha.’

If you’re feeling down, don’t force yourself to be funny… I thought, rubbing my drowsy eyes a few times.

After that, I asked her:

“Um, Tsumakawa-san… What are you doing standing by my bedside?”

“…I can’t sleep, so I thought I’d be with you…”

“Don’t talk to me like a kid who watches scary videos in the middle of the night…”

I sat up on my bed and looked at Tsumakawa, who was standing by the side.

With a somewhat gloomy expression, she gazed at my face with slightly moist eyes.

Worried about her fragile state, I said,

“Tsumakawa-san, have you checked your phone? It’s about to be past 2:30 AM.”

“I’m really sorry. But… can you still stay with me for a bit longer?”

” ….. “

Seeing the clearly weakened Tsumakawa-san, with a face that looked like she might cry at any moment——once I had decided to support her, I couldn’t just do nothing.

Honestly speaking, I can’t believe that just by being by her side, I can be of help.

But if Tsumakawa-san says she doesn’t want to be alone, then… Having decided earlier today to help her as much as possible, I should try my best to help her today.

With that in mind, I got up from my bed.

“Well, for now, should we head to the tatami room?”

“…Thanks, Yoda…”

“No problem, I don’t mind… I can tell you’ve had a rough day.”

“…Actually, could we sleep together in your bed instead of the tatami room?”

“Don’t get carried away just because I agreed to one request, okay?”

Upon my retort, she gave a small smile and said, ‘Since we decided to be together, I got a bit greedy… hehe.’ It was very much like Tsumakawa, a very gal-like way of extending her desires.

Thinking so, Tsumakawa and I left my room and headed to the tatami room adjacent to the living room.

Upon entering, she sat on the futon that was laid out, patting the space next to her.

I sat down cross-legged, slightly away from the spot she indicated.

She was sitting in a kneeling position on the futon, and with a voice that was almost pleading, she said,

“…Is it okay if I hold your hand?”

“Um, can you please stop with these unreasonable requests…”

“…sniff…”

Tsumakawa-san looked like she was about to cry after being rejected by me.

I just wanted to maintain a reasonable distance from her, but she looked like she was about to cry when I denied her request.

Come on, could you stop that? While thinking that internally, I desperately searched for a compromise within myself, and I ended up making this suggestion to Tsumakawa-san,

“Um, how about the sleeve? If it’s the sleeve of my pajamas, you can hold onto it!”

“Uh… okay.”

After a very small response, she gently pinched the cuff of my pajama sleeve.

With her cheeks slightly puffed out, she muttered, ‘Yeah, holding your hand is nice…’ But I firmly ignored that.

Huh? I can’t hear you.