Love is indivisible by twins. - Vol 1 Chapter 1.4
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Edited by SinOfArrogance
My drowsiness just evaporated.
He is watching Star Trek again!
You Trekkie!
All you have to do is quietly read a full-fledged detective novel in your room!
Why did the first thing I saw after waking just had to be Star Trek?
You’re the one who made Jun-kun a Trekkie!
Ask for forgiveness.
“Just how many times have you already seen that?”
“I don’t remember. But this is something you can watch again and again for time immemorial, like this scene where Kirk and Picard co-star. By the way, the horse in this scene is William Shatner.”
Just Stop. It’s plain annoying.
I don’t want to hear that anymore.
If it’s a space thing, Star Wars is more interesting!
Look at its sales!
Filled with the thought that I was not impressed, I let it go with a lazy huff. I then took out the cold tea from the refrigerator, poured it into a glass, and sat down at the table.
A piece of kitchen paper was placed over the plate.
Thinking that it was my lunch, I flipped through the kitchen paper and found only a piece of pancake left.
Only a part remained. I’ll say it again and again. Only a part remained. Only a slice!? Is my lunch really just a slice of hotcake only?
What the Heck! Who ate it?
WHO DONE IT? It’s not even the need for that. When I turn around with a questioning look, I only see my father being present.
[TL notes: Who done it is often used in detective literature. This was extensively used by Poirot in the novels written by Agatha Christie.]
Well obviously. Because there is none other than my father who is present here.
Hey! There! Don’t just subconsciously rub your thumb with your index finger.
You ate it, didn’t you? Even though you know I’ll be hungry. You still ate it!
Damn Datura! Also, if you use a tea server, put it away! Don’t leave it on the table! Drink coffee if you’re a Sherlockian! This is why I hate Trekkies and Sherlockians!
[TL notes: Datura is the poisonous plant known as the Devil’s Trumpet.]
My father, who is the center of all the disasters caused in the Jinguji family, is a fan of the Sci-Fi drama “Star Trek.” And also a fan of Sherlock Holmes.
Star Trek aficionados are called Trekkies, while Sherlock Holmes aficionados are called Sherlockians.
A hybrid of sci-fi otaku and mystery otaku. No matter how you think about it, they are most likely the most troublesome race in the world.
Just use some quantum mechanics to solve some Late Queen’s challenges.
[TL note: The Late Queen Problem refers to a set of analytical theories as posited by Japanese literary theorists, especially Rintarou Norizuki and Kiyoshi Kasai, during the honkaku renaissance. In essence, the term refers to the hypothesis that unfalsifiable assumptions and systematic uncertainty combine to prevent the reader from ever engaging in a fair puzzle-solving process within a fictional work. Copied from jmystery.fandom]
It’ll become more peaceful then.
You’re just making fun of Star Wars.
I will never forget that betrayal.
Damn Datura.
By the way, onee-chan used to be a Harry Potter nerd.
Just what the heck is with this household?
Oh yeah, also, don’t carelessly approach the Trekkies and Sherlockians.
Always keep that in mind.
If you were to ask it with such a light heart, “What kind of work is it?” you would be trapped in their lecture for eternity. Yes, for eternity.
No doubt.
No matter how disgusting the look you start giving them, it won’t have any effect.
Stay away from people who love twisting reasoning and playing with words!
You will have a doodle done on your shirt sleeve! Or otherwise, you’ll be swallowed in it, just as in the case of Jun-kun.
That’s why, today as well, I am going to ignore my father’s words proactively.
This is the motto of our family.
Well, leaving that story for later. There’s currently a big problem in this present situation.
That is what can be described as a crime scene.
What does it even mean with my lunch as a piece of hot cake?
Just what is with this violence?
I want to blame that father of mine with all my strength, but I don’t want to get involved with him since he is himself and currently awake. I say it simply, it’s just troublesome.
I need to secure a supply route. Or, at this rate, I will become so hungry that I’ll become a hungry ghost looking out for any leftovers.
Haa, don’t be silly, me. How can I say such things with a straight face?
Although I look like this, I am a former member of the home economics club.
Searching for a solution, I open the kitchen drawers.
If you have a shelf, open it.
This was the basics.
After finding what I need in the cupboard, I slam the door loudly and pour hot water from the electric kettle. Then tear open the package.
Shi—t. Why am I even doing this—
I was at a loss until the cup ramen was almost ready. I went back to my room to pick up my smartphone.
I should have spent these three minutes meaningfully.
I can’t stand losing these vital times.
I need to Consume!
Nn? Cooking? Of course, I can’t do that.
Stop being selfish and misleading.
I can live with a microwave oven and cup noodles alone.(E/N: Agreed.)
Cooking is just a waste of time.
It’s limited only to people who can actually do it.
The world revolves around the division of labor.
It would be troublesome to take me lightly, but someone called the former home economics club’s food specialist.
And don’t make fun of cup ramens. At the time of the Asama Sanso incident, how much cup ramen─
The moment I returned with my smartphone in my hand, it rang.
Vibration and electronic sound.
A message from Jun-kun came,
“If you’re free, why don’t we go somewhere?”
Oh. How rare. I didn’t expect such a message to come from that humble househusband.
Far from snowing, it feels like even sharks are about to rain any moment now. If it starts raining sharks, umbrellas will be useless. It’s a sharknado. After he broke up with her, I could see his weak self in his eyes.
Even if I ask why they broke up, they won’t really tell me, but it’s about those two clumsy people.
It is probably a reason which is plainly illogical.
Well, whatever, It can’t be helped. I’ll be your partner in crime for now.
As fellow singles, let’s get along well with each other.
There is no longer such a thing as refraining from each other.
In other words, I won’t be holding myself back. She had you all for herself back then. I want to also feel how she felt back then.
I waited patiently for my turn to arrive.
While thinking about those things, somehow, it made me a bit more frustrated.
It’s frustrating, so I’ll mark it as read and leave it alone.
Look forward and wait for my precious reply.
When I was wondering what to say in reply, I realized three minutes had already passed.
Oi Oi, where was the beautiful golden soup that was present here?
“Oh, are you also eating cup noodles? I wonder if I should eat one too. Where was it?”
I could hear the sound of a Trekkie from a long distance. However, this was the infinite space.
In a galaxy far, far away. You can’t hear sound in a vacuum.
Father, remember well.
Nn? Now, can’t you also hear sounds in Star Wars? Just who was the one who said so?
It’s good because it’s the inner universe of LucasArts.
I hate people who talk about details.
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