The Surprise of Haruhi Suzumiya
Total Page:16
File Type:pdf, Size:1020Kb
The Surprise of Haruhi Suzumiya (Final Part) by Nagaru Tanigawa Illustrations by Noizi Itou Translated by: Chapter 7 - Zyzzyva and ultimatemegax Chapter 8 & 9 - ultimatemegax Final Chapter - Yumeka Epilogue - ultimatemegax Edited by: ultimatemegax & Kaisos Erranon 2 3 A new type of alien, time traveler, or esper? What's up with that? 4 "Mikuru Folder discovered!" Looks like I shouldn't take Yasumi's skills lightly. 5 Haruhi! 6 The Surprise of Haruhi Suzumiya (Final Part) START! 7 Table of Contents Chapter 7 ............................................................. pg.8 Chapter 8 ............................................................. pg.45 Chapter 9 ............................................................. pg.70 Final Chapter ........................................................ pg.75 Epilogue ............................................................... pg.109 For the Prologue and Chapters 1-3 of this story please refer to The Dissociation of Haruhi Suzumiya For Chapters 4-6 of this story please refer to The Surprise of Haruhi Suzumiya (First Part) 8 Chapter 7 α-10 Thursday was the next day. The time from morning to evening, usually allocated for routine lectures, crept along painfully slow for the entire day. Thankfully, at the chime signalling the end of homeroom Haruhi and I were finally free. Seems like the one-on-one lecture with Haruhi was to last only until yesterday. The lecture accompanied by the view of the students – who were assigned to cleaning duties – of an indescribable phenomenon had also stopped. Thus, we rushed out of the classroom in that manner. And just to clarify, I was just forcefully dragged out of the classroom by Haruhi, though I was happy that I no longer needed to attend any after-class lectures by Haruhi-sensei. Just like how we had always used the same route to get to the Literature Club classroom, the atmosphere of spring in the school was becoming second-nature to me as well. It was mid-April so we had grown used to spring being constantly around us. It was as one expected from a four-season climate: seasons appear faithfully every year without being asked and continue to control every living being on earth since the beginning of time. Wait, isn’t that just showing off? However one could not go against the flow of time which continued to push us along. Changes which could not be ignored even began knocking on the door of the SOS Brigade, which had been faced with an aggressive force since last spring. If one were to bring such a phenomenon to the courtroom, it could be presented as evidence without any problem. As such, a person exemplifying that was waiting for us. The moment we opened the door, someone promptly stood up from the pipe chair. “I’ve been waiting, Senpais!” The one calling out like a young swallow towards its parents returning to their nest was the boisterous female freshman. She was the only one to have cleared the unreasonably difficult entrance trials set by Haruhi Suzumiya for joining the Brigade. With her hair jutting out in all directions as if she just had a failed hair perm and decorated with a smiley-face hairpin on her head was this girl waiting for us with shining, expectant eyes like Christmas lights. “From today on I am officially a member of the SOS Brigade! It's very nice to meet you all! ”She gave a deep bow. Yasumi Watahashi. Despite her occasional lisp, she had a voice whose volume would make one think she should consider joining the choir. Her countenance shone brilliantly like Venus during daybreak. Her vigor could rival that of Haruhi. It could be said that she looked like she possessed the energy that would let her run for a very long time. 9 “Ah, please make yourself at home, all right?” I replied with a sigh. As if not bothered about my response, she lifted her head swiftly and replied “Okay! I’ve been doing that already! It’s very all right indeed!” Due to the charged particle cannon-like energy in her open and frank gaze, if I continued to look at her face that was overflowing with vitality my eye lens would fill to overcapacity and explode. Because of that, I casually averted my eyes and started looking for something to do in the room. As usual everyone was assembled there. Asahina-san, already in her maid dress, was boiling water in a kettle. Koizumi was sitting in front of a bizarre board, which was neither that for playing Shogi or Go, and moving one of the circular pieces. At her usual seat was Nagato, who was reading a hardcover book and ignoring everything else in the universe. Finally, seeming satisfied with no reason, Haruhi sat heavily at her brigade chief’s seat and stated, “Well then.” Full of pompous grandeur like the meeting at Canossa Castle between Henry IV of the Holy Roman Empire and Pope Gregory VII, she continued with a smug smile. “Everyone should know who she is already but let me introduce this person again. This girl is our new member, selected from rigid and fair tests, Yasumi Watahashi-chan. Everyone remember all our achievements and lessons for the past year as the SOS Brigade and cram it into her brain! Do it strictly, but gently like you are giving candy flavored floss to a kid. Drill her so hard that she can become the foundation stone of the next generation of the SOS Brigade!” “D-drill her…?” Casting her eyes on Yasumi, Asahina-san surveyed the domain of her jurisdiction, the tea sets, and had the look of Sen Rikyu1 pondering on how good it would be if a countryside commander taught him the true meaning of the hot water used to boil tea. Since this was not the Tea Ceremony Society, such a refined technique of making coarse tea and fine tea was not exactly necessary. Regardless, the tea made by Asahina-san’s hands was sweet like honeydew compared to the dilute and watery stuff made by Haruhi. Thus, in order to pass down the fine techniques of the Art of Asahina-style Tea to the next generation, she should teach it to the new member of our brigade. Incidentally, Haruhi did not teach anyone her techniques at all. That’s because her tea was just hot water with no identifiable color or taste. 1 Sen Rikyu was considered the most influential person on Japanese tea ceremony, particularly in the tradition of wabi-cha. 10 “Okay! I’ll go make and serve tea now! Asahina-senpai, would you please instruct me on the art of making tea? Pretty please? I'd greatly appreciate your lessons.” Seemingly acknowledging Asahina- san as her master on the spot, Yasumi managed to enter straight into Asahina-san’s territory. Asahina-san was slightly bewildered, but as if sensing that Yasumi’s determination was genuine she replied, “Umm, this is Suzumiya-san’s teacup, and this is Kyon-kun’s. Oh, and also everyone’s favorite temperature is different, so be mindful of that. Tea leaves are in the cupboard over there. I choose them according to the temperature and the humidity of the day. Right now, I’m finding out how these leaves…” Nodding eagerly at her words, Yasumi’s eyes glittered brilliantly as she followed Asahina-san’s every little movement. She wasn't letting go even for a moment just like the lens of a long-range camera locked onto a target. “And then I want to wear the maid dress too! Ah, let me try the nurse uniform too! Let me try it, pleeease?!” I wondered what the source of Yasumi’s vitality was that would rival even a 100,000 horsepower robot. Nuclear fusion? Or was it sunlight? Don’t tell me this underclassman can undergo photosynthesis. 11 To make things worse the first thing taught to this new member was how to make tea. Was she a business secretary? But there’s probably no point interfering. In reality there was essentially nothing else to be taught in this brigade. I put my bag on the floor, and sat opposite Koizumi. “How about a game?” Koizumi was gazing at Yasumi with plenty of interest. Abruptly turning his sight away from her, he pushed the board on the table towards me. “What’s this?” There were many round pieces on this strange board. With kanji characters like “General”, “Elephant”, “Cannon”, and so on engraved on them, I had no idea how to move these mysterious pieces. It wasn't Othello, Go, or Shogi where Koizumi would lose repeatedly. Could Koizumi have finally brought a game where he stood a chance of winning? “It’s Chinese chess. It’s called ‘Xiangqi’. Once you remember the rules anyone can play this game. It’s not that difficult at all really. At least this game will usually end faster than Shogi.” “Once you remember the rules, huh?” This was the problem. Until I remember the rules, wasn’t it obvious that I would just keep suffering the pain of losing? Can’t we just play cards? Oicho-kabu2 or Koi-Koi preferably, since I have quite a lot of experience with them from playing with my family. “Card games were somehow excluded in my list of choices. I’ll be sure to bring them eventually. As for Chinese chess, if you could think of it as a zero-sum game similar to Go or Shogi, then that would be good enough to begin. You should be able to absorb the rules right away. If you can look at a surrounded Go game and immediately determine who is winning and losing then you’ll be fine. Since this board game does not involve luck as an important factor, I think you will enjoy it.” He flashed a relaxed smile.