v5 17 Apr 2007 11:15 am
Secret Weapon 1
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“S-steal some…”
“F-fireworks~!?”
We raised our voices together.
“Saijoh! Are you serious?”
“Yeah.”
Well, to be honest, with this guy it was hard to differentiate when he was and wasn’t serious.
“B-by fireworks… you mean the big ones that go boom? Not the ones that they sell in stores?”
“Yeah. You can buy the ones they have in the stores, right?”
“You’re lying, right?
“I’m begging you. You guys are the only ones I can ask.”
“D-don’t joke around. We haven’t committed any crimes yet!”
Takaaki-kun said.
Everyone’s response to that was,
“Yeah. Except your assault incident.”
“Yeah. Except your misdemeanors.”
“Yeah. And, except your road traffic violations.”
“Yeah. And, except your interference of a public servant in the execution of his duties violation.”
“Yeah. And, except your public nuisance violation.”
“Yeah. And there was your obscene exhibition…”
“Yeah. And there was the postal items…”
“T-that’s enough… I was wrong… Yes. I’ve committed some… crimes…”
“But Saijoh. Larceny’s dangerous. Even I can’t do that.”
“Yeah… I know too well… I know, but…”
<note>
I have decided to give a title to this 5th volume from the beginning. It was of course done with much meaning behind it. I have shared most of the stories in “Bokuchu” with my students and college friends, but I have never shared this one. It might have a different feel from “Bokuchu” up till now, but I wish to write it, even if it means losing the readers that we have gained. If you can read along, it would make me very happy.
By the way, I’m sure all of you have had “handcuffs” placed on you at least once or twice, but for me this was my first time.
Well, it wasn’t only us. The greater half of the train commuters rode on the back of bike commuters. But, that was only until last year.
Since that Chuzai-san was assigned here this year, it was harder to do. He was very picky about two people on one bike.
Because the RPS was on the way to the station, we were easily seen and warned.
But that was only for the normal virtuous students; we were a little different. I mean, we were also very virtuous like temple monks. We already knew that Chuzai-san would yell out, but by that time, we were past that area. We were ok no matter how loud he yelled. But…
One day. That situation changed.
As usual, I was taking Saijoh-kun to the station. There were some others too.
“What do you want to do? Do you want to get off in front of the RPS?”
“No, I don’t like doing sneaky stuff like that! Let’s charge through!”
“Gooooo!!!!!”
That’s how we passed in front of the RPS.
But.
“Wait right there!”
“H-huh?”
Chuzai-san would usually come out of the RPS and yell, but that day he started chasing us with his bike.
“Wha? Wha? Whaaa?”
Saijoh-kun from behind,
“Run away!”
“Even if you say run away, we’ve got two people riding here.”
Chuzai-san had also said that he was “former track team” (from “We are Turtles”).
“It’s ok!”
Said Saijoh-kun. On what basis?
“Listen. When gravity is constant, speed is also constant regardless of mass. So we can lose him!”
Idiot! That’s “the law of falling bodies”! Just because you just learned it, don’t try to apply it to real life! On top of that, you’re just riding, right?
There was no way the law of falling bodies was going to apply with bikes and sadly we were caught (this day 2 groups for a total of 4 people).
“Fu Fu Fu Fu. Guys. Doing the same thing day after day after day…”
“But now. We also have a secret weapon.”
“By secret weapon, you mean your bike?”
“That’s right! It’s called Bicycle Number 1!”
You named your… bike… On top of that it’s “bicycle Number 1″… that’s just a description. On top of that, it wasn’t much of a secret. Everyone knew that the RPS’ have bikes.
“You guys.”
“Yes, yes.”
“You’re thinking that just because there’s no punishments for bikes that it’s ok, right?”
“What? What? That thought hadn’t even crossed our minds…”
“We were regretting it greatly. Deeper than the school swimming pool!”
that was the right answer.
“Your regret is very shallow…”
“But when you stand in it, the swimming pool covers your head.”
What were we arguing about…?
Chuzai-san was already totally used to these “pointless joke attacks.”
“Even I… have no intention of letting you guys run wild like this forever.”
“Okay.”
“With other kids, they usually stop after I warn them once, but…”
“…”
“It seems that you guys are a little different so I thought of a punishment.”
“Whaaat?”
A police officer, on top of that the one from an RPS, was coming up with punishments independently…
“So today, you guys will be sweeping the town.”
“Huh?”
“Umm. You couldn’t hear it?”
“You guys will be sweeping the town today!”
“Umm. Did you hear that?”
“Yeah. More than enough……”
Ten minutes later, on the road by the shopping district, were four admirable high schoolers with brooms and dustpans.
“Oh my, boys. How admirable.”
“Thaaanks. We have to keep our town clean, you know?”
We were greeting old ladies walking by with smiles on our faces.
“Shoot. Wait and see, Chuzai!”
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