v1 07 Mar 2007 06:52 pm
Ambush 1
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We ran and ran. Chuzai-san chased and chased.
Now that I think about it, all the cars passing by were slowing down because they saw a policeman running. Isn’t that a greater obstruction than crashing cymbals? Not caring about that, Chuzai-san was angrily in a full sprint behind us.
If you think about it, everyone but the cymbal guy hasn’t even attempted anything bad, so there was no reason for us to all run, but it’s human instinct to run when being chased. What a wonder.
Even though I tried to run, it was a great struggle with a sousaphone around my neck. When we tricked the “vice leader of the music club” so we could bring it here, he warned us saying, “that costs around one million yen (at that time around $3000 USD) so be careful with it.”
Because of that, the first person who was caught was not the cymbal guy; it was me.
Chuzai-san said to me, “you rascal. Don’t underestimate a former track runner.”
No… You don’t have to be on track, even a preschooler can catch up to a guy with a sousaphone.
“You, wait here!”
He left me there and dashed off. In an instant he’s caught helmet/armor, cymbal, metal pan, and trombone. It was five of us again. The rest managed to escape.
It was the first time I had ever seen a great capture worthy of the show “Taiyo ni Hoero*1,” though the guys that were caught were all wearing suspicious outfits.
Chuzai-san got us all in one place and started his questioning. Since three of us were part of the group that were caught before, we were already situated, although it was probably the same for Chuzai-san.
“Huff, huff. What are you guys doing together? Huh?”
We all looked at each other. We were all used to interrogations and lectures so we were one ahead of Chuzai-san.
“We… were just heading towards our friend’s funeral.”
“Really, with a cymbal?”
“It’s based on his religion.”
“Then what’s this metal pan for?”
“We’re using this to wash the body.”
“Why are you dressed like this?”
It’s obviously a question aimed at the helmet/armor guy.
“I… didn’t know the customs for funerals, so I wore the fanciest suit in the house…”
Yeah, that’s fancy. Nothing can top that. To that ideal answer, we couldn’t keep from laughing out loud.
“Really, who died? Tell me.”
Did he really need to keep up with our conversation this far, but
“It was Saijoh-kun (fictitious name, 16 years old). It was a great loss.”
Saijoh was the guy who started this all by getting suspended for speeding.
“Didn’t you guys just finish your suspension?”
“Yes, but you never know when a person will die.”
After listening, Chuzai-san asked,
“You guys have some kind of grudge against the police?”
Of course we did. We’d already been suspended, although it was originally our fault. Having arrested us previously, it was a pretty dull question to ask.
A guy wearing a full suit of armor next to a guy with a sousaphone, and a police officer interrogating. How did we look to the people around us? I wonder.
“Officer.”
“What?”
“Aside from him (cymbal guy), we haven’t even done anything. Is it against the law to walk with a sousaphone?”
“Er…”
Our counter attack began.
“You guys were thinking about it right?”
“That’s only your speculation. Please don’t catch people based on your guessing.”
“Er…”
“Even this (cymbal) guy, he just happened to want to crash his cymbals there, but he was just a pedestrian.”
Granted, it’s totally not normal to want to do that there.
“Er…..”
Excellent move. Police takes 100 points of damage.
But then!
There arrived a great ambush.
It was passerby A. After looking at us for a while, passerby A all of the sudden said, “hey, aren’t you Takaaki (fictitious name, 16 years old)? What are you doing?”
“What?”
He was the cymbal guys’ uncle. We were blown back by the unexpected arrival of a family member. Ahh… This is why I hate small towns.
*1 Japanese drama featuring police officers. Police officers in this series ran a lot.
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