Kyouko fejcsóválva ült le a padra, és a hátizsákjából egy kis füzetet meg egy golyóstollat kotort elő. A lehető legósdibb eszközök tűntek a legalkalmasabbnak a feladatra, amire szánta őket. Kinyitotta a füzetet az első üres oldalon és kipróbálta, fog-e a toll.
- Te meg mit csinálsz? - vonta fel a szemöldökét a másik lány.
- Leírok mindent, ahogy a hídon mondtad. Nem tudom, mi folyik körülötted, de hallgatok rád, mindent följegyzek. Jól jöhet, ha kid
"Man, at this rate I'll really believe that this is your family! They're off their rockers. Okay, they think they know you. But they saw me for the fucking first time! Do you get it? I'm a complete stranger! Yet they let me into this fine house and just nick off! How do you think the brat could stop me if I began to loot it?"
Kyouko had just passed the door handle of the Kaname household's bathroom to her friend with a grin. The parents hadn't have a hard time to persuade them. One part of Homura tried to resist but the other was grateful for the invitation and their trust. Kyouko had similarly ambivalent feelings. She felt bad for exploitin
I'm through the first version of the disturbing scene that held me back and I've officially started editing and translating the upcoming TRAOD chapter 5: Searchlight. Also this is the longest chapter of anything I've ever written, I'll surely split it in two (or three) because of DA's text size limit but I'll post it all at once, in the usual two languages. In June. Or July. Life can happen as it did all this spring.