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Learn Korean with me - Week 13

Day 2: Let's Speak Korean Ch 7 On the Plane (11 - 20)

좀도와주시겠어요? Jum do wa ju sig ess eo yo Could you please help me a little?

가방안에무엇이들어있나요? Ga bang an e mu eos I deur eo iss nay o What is in the bag?

비상구는어디입니까? Bi sang gu neu neo di ib nig ga Where is the emergency exit?

벨트를매주세요. Ber teu reur mae ju se yo Please fasten (your) seat belts.

기내에서는금연입니다. Gi nae e seo neun geum yeo nib ni da (Literal) It’s non-smoking inside the plane. = Smoking is prohibited on board.

휴대폰은비행기모드로바꿔주세요. Hyu dae pone un bi haeng gi mo deu ro ba ggwo ju se yo Please switch (your) cell phone to airplane mode.

전자기기를모두꺼주세요. Jeon ja gi gi reur mo du ggeo ju se yo Please turn off all (your) electronic devices.

휴대폰을써도되나요? Hyu dae pon eur sseo do doe nay o Can I use (my) cell phone?

화장실에가도되나요? Hoa jang sir e ga do doe nay o Can I go to the restroom?

승무원의안내에따라주세요. Seung mu won eui an nae e dda raj u se yo Please follow (to/by) the flight attendant’s directions.

[frierenscript]

Romaji / ローマ字

Romaji is used to write the Japanese pronunciation using alphabets. It used to be used by Japanese speakers in order to write their name or something only in Japanese with alphabets, but currently by non-Japanese speakers to learn Japanese.

As you may already know, Romaji is not formally unified and there are some styles and it's confusing for me, too.

So herewith I would like to write in so-called "Hepburn style" which I think the most popular.

ローマ字　ヘボン式（Romaji in Hepburn style)

あ(A)　  い(I)   う(U)    え(E)   お（O）  

か(Ka)  き(Ki)    く(Ku)  け(Ke)  こ(Ko) 

さ(Sa)  し(Shi)  す(Su)  せ(Se)  そ(So) 

た(Ta)  ち(Chi)  つ(Tsu) て(Te)  と(To) 

な(Na)  に(Ni)   ぬ(Nu)  ね(Ne)  の(No) 

は(Ha)  ひ(Hi)  ふ(Fu)  へ(He)  ほ(Ho) 

ま(Ma)  み(Mi)  む(Mu)  め(Me)  も(Mo) 

や(Ya)   　 　     ゆ(Yu)      　    よ(Yo) 

ら(Ra)  り(Ri)   る(Ru)  れ(Re)  ろ(Ro) 

わ(Wa)                         を(O) 

ん(N)    

                             

濁音(だくおん)(Daku-on)～濁点付(だくてんつ)き(With ゛　Dakuten)

が(Ga)  ぎ(Gi)  ぐ(Gu)  げ(Ge)  ご(Go)

ざ(Za)  じ(Ji)   ず(Zu)  ぜ（Ze）  ぞ(Zo)

だ(Da)  ぢ(Ji)  づ(Zu)  で(De)  ど(Do)

ば(Ba)  び(Bi)  ぶ(Bu)  べ(Be)  ぼ(Bo)

半濁音(はんだくおん)(Han-dakuon)～半濁点付(はんだくてんつ)き(With ゜

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Han-dakuten)

ぱ(Pa)  ぴ(Pi)  ぷ(Pu)  ぺ(Pe)  ぽ(Po)

拗音(ようおん)(You-on)

きゃ(Kya)       きゅ(Kyu)      きょ(Kyo)

ぎゃ(Gya)       ぎゅ(Gyu)     ぎょ(Gyo)

しゃ(Sha)       しゅ(Shu)      しょ(Sho)

じゃ(Ja)　      じゅ(Ju)       じょ(Jo)

ちゃ(Cha)       ちゅ(Chu)     ちょ(Cho) 

ぢゃ(Dya)       ぢゅ(Dyu)     ぢょ(Dyo)

にゃ(Nya)       にゅ(Nyu)     にょ(Nyo)

ひゃ(Hya)       ひゅ(Hyu)     ひょ(Hyo) 

びゃ(Bya)       びゅ(Byu)     びょ(Byo)

ぴゃ(Pya)       ぴゅ(Pyu)     ぴょ(Pyo)

みゃ(Mya)       みゅ(Myu)     みょ(Myo)

りゃ(Rya)       りゅ(Ryu)      りょ(Ryo)

促音(そくおん)(Soku-on)＝ っ 小さい「つ」（Small“tsu”）

There is no romaji for single small “っ”,

because we add one more next character,

like”きって＝Kitte

長音符(ちょうおんぷ)、横(よこ)棒(ぼう)、伸(の)ばし棒(ぼう)＝　「ー」

あー(Ā) いー(Ī) うー(Ū) えー(Ē) おー(Ō)

かー(Kā)きー(Kī)…put a bar over the vowel

ハイフン（-）で繋ぐ…長い単語を分けて表記したい時

Phrases connected with “-“ mean literally they’re connected. Long words are written in multiple parts in Romaji, just for your easy reading.

Ex. Japanese 「では、お客様でございますね。」

　Romaji “Dewa, okyaku-sama de gozai-masu-ne.”

  English “Then you’re a visitor.”

In this case, “okyakusama” means “visitor”, and it can be separated into three: “o-kyaku-sama” at most. We don’t separate in another parts, because it consists of “o”, “kyaku”, and “sama”. Each part has each meaning.

注意！Uの発音が語尾に来る時の表記はこのブログでは基本的に省略しています。（ただし、言う、思う、誘う、吸うなどの動詞は省略すると分かりにくいので表記）

Writing "-u" words in Romaji is the biggest difficulty for me because there is no best answer. Japanese pronunciation of "-u" is a little weak, and if you pronounce real "u", it hears unnatural.

Pronunciation of English word "so" is exactly the same as Japanese word 「そう」and if I write the pronunciation in alphabets, "so" is better than "sou", I think.

そうそうのフリーレン＝So-so-no Furīren (Not Sou-sou-no ...)

ありがとう＝Arigato. (Not Arigatou.)

But actually we have many similar words with u and without u, and in this way we can't tell whether the original word include u or not.

I mean, for example, both "葬式（そうしき:funeral)" and "組織（そしき：organization)" are written as "soshiki" in Romaji and it's very confusing.

However, as for this blog, I think it better to write in same way as it hears, so I didn't write weak "-u" pronunciation in Romaji.

[haruhi707]

ciao a tutti.

volevo iniziare con delle lezioni di giapponese.

voglio subito iniziare col dire che non sono un esperto, ma sto imparando anche io e trovo che questo sia utile per aiutare sia me che gli altri a capire un po' di più la lingua.

spero possa piacervi l'idea!

metodi di scrittura - HIRAGANA:

si usa per:

•indicare particelle che formano frasi

in giapponese

•completare i kanji

•scrivere alcune parole

•scrivere la pronuncia sopra o

a fianco dei kanji

direi di iniziare a vederli insieme

dividiamoli per vocali:

a, i, u, e, o

a:

あa かka さsa たta なna はha まma やya らra わwa

i:

いi きki しshi ちchi にni ひhi みmi りri

u:

うu くku すsu つtsu ぬnu ふfu むmu ゆyu るru

e:

えe けke せse てte ねne へhe めme れre

o:

おo こko そso とto のno ほho もmo よyo ろro をwo

extra: ん n

alcune sillabe cambiano leggermente la pronuncia se si aggiungono due virgolette o un pallino. è più facile se ve le faccio vedere

a:

がga ざza だda ばba ぱpa

i:

ぎgi じji ぢji びbi ぴpi

u:

ぐgu ずzu づzu ぶbu ぷpu

e:

げge ぜze でde べbe ぺpe

o:

ごgo ぞzo どdo ぼbo ぽpo

ad alcune sillabe è possibile aggiungere le sillabe ya, yu, yo, scritte in formato più piccolo, per formare sillabe composte

ya:

やya きゃkya しゃsha ちゃcha にゃnya ひゃhya みゃmya りゃrya ぎゃgya じゃja びゃbya ぴゃpya

yu:

ゆyu きゅkyu しゅshu ちゅchu にゅnyu ひゅhyu みゅmyu りゅryu ぎゅgyu じゅju びゅbyu ぴゅpyu

yo:

よyo きょkyo しょsho ちょcho にょnyo ひょhyo みょmyo りょryo ぎょgyo じょjo びょbyo ぴょpyo

[starbudspresents]

Re.Gray 011 - Aria, pt. 3

[ Masterlist ] [Read on AO3] [ Raws ]

Summary: Allen & company vs. the copycat Akuma. Allen falls down a hole.

sfx: gishii [fingers of the fake hand creaking as they tighten]

Allen: ...Ngh Allen: —gah!

sfx: bo [Allen tries to swipe back at the Akuma behind him, but it dodges, seeming almost to vanish] sfx: za [Akuma reappears or reconstitutes itself elsewhere, out of reach]

Akuma: Heh heh heh. Akuma: Copied it.

Allen: ! Allen: zu [shock]

Akuma: Your power....

sfx: ooo [Akuma's body distorts]

♦ 66

sfx: baban [tadaaa]

Akuma: You weren't taking me seriously, see. sfx: pero pero [sticks its tongue out and wiggles it around] Akuma: I'm level 2! Unlike a ball-type Akuma, I understand what I'm able to do. Akuma: Just figured it out, actually.1 Akuma: This is Akuma: what I've gained by evolving... Akuma: Time to KILL YOU!!!

♦ 67

sfx: GO [Akuma launches into motion]

sfx: kiiii [Allen's eye squeals again]

Allen: !?

sfx: do [Akuma impales Allen on some sort of trident]

♦ 68

sfx: DO DO DO DO DO DO [Allen slamming through a succession of walls]

Akuma: Ahhhh~ Akuma: Feels sooo goood!!! sfx: hyu [Akuma retracts the trident, which was actually the modified hand of Allen's copied arm, extended to great length] Akuma: Heh heh! I've picked up something pretty nice.

♦ 69

Timcanpy: ......

Akuma: The hell you lookin' at!?!

sfx: gara... [crumbled stone settling] sfx: GYAAAA [Allen yelling wordlessly as he heaves the pile off himself]

Allen: ...Ouch. Allen: What on earth was that?

♦ 70

Allen: So fast... the moment that Akuma moved its arm, Allen: it flew at me like a spear... Allen: If I hadn't caught it with my left arm....

sfx: juuu [arm corroding]

Allen: ACK— Allen: Nooo, a nick! It's damaged!! sfx: UAHHHHH [panicked yelling] Allen: Komui will "fix" it again, what should I do!?

Komui: Hm?

Reever: Work!!

sfx: zuuun [misery] Allen: I'm terrified....

sfx: biki biki biki biki [creaking sound]

Allen: ? Allen: What's that creaking sound...?

♦ 71

sfx: DOKOOOH [floor collapses under him]

Allen: !? Allen: UH!? Allen: AHHHHHH

sfx: garararara [stones falling with him, clattering against each other]

Narr: The buildings of Mater had become rather dilapidated after all those years.

sfx: GA GA GA GA GA GA GA [Allen trying and repeatedly failing to find a handhold on the walls] sfx: gakin! [success! he catches a little wrought-iron chandelier with just the forefinger of his transformed arm] sfx: gekun [his body comes to stop with a jerk]

Allen: Oh?

sfx: buraraaan [chandelier swinging around with his momentum]

Allen: whoa whoa whoa whoa~~~

♦ 72

Allen: What is this place?2 Allen: Who knew there was such a vast space beneath the city....

sfx: baki [the bit of chandelier he's hanging from gives up and snaps off]

Allen: AHHHHH

sfx: DOGYAN [Allen lands in a painful heap on the floor thirty feet below]

Allen: Owowowow. Allen: ! Allen: That's—

��� 73

Kanda: Underground passages?

Lala: To escape the sweltering sun, the city's residents dug their dwellings into the earth. Lala: If you go into that labyrinth blind, you will get lost. Lala: There is one exit that leads out of the valley to the coast. Lala: That creature you call an "Akuma" can fly. It would be best to take cover underground.

sfx: jiririri! [Order golem ringing] sfx: pyoko! [golem pops out of Kanda's collar]

Narr: wireless radio golem

sfx: pasasa [golem flapping]

Kanda: Toma? Sitrep3 on your end?

♦ 74

sfx: pata pata [golem flaps harder]

Toma: Reporting from inside another abandoned building: there was a massive explosion a moment ago, and sir Walker's status is currently unknown. Toma: Ah— The Akuma just emerged alone and is chasing the golem.

Kanda: Copy that. I'm sending my own golem to show you the way, so just grab Tim and get over here. It's too risky to stay. Kanda: And I need that special function of Timcanpy's ASAP.

Toma: Copy, sir.

sfx: dododododo [Akuma sprinting after Timcanpy] sfx: gyuh [Akuma catches Tim's tail between its fingers]

Akuma: Heh heh heh!

sfx: puraraaan [Tim dangling from its grip]

Akuma: Gonna kill you too!! Akuma: Hi-yah! sfx: gushah [slams Tim into the stone floor] Akuma: Hyahyahyahya!

♦ 75

Kanda: Okay, who knows how to get into the underground?

Guzol: I... know the way.

Lala: Guzol....

Guzol: I... have been here five hundred years. There is no path unknown to me.

sfx: pasa [Guzol tips head back so that his face comes into the light]

Guzol: Hah. Hideous, am I not...?

Kanda: You're the doll? I'm surprised you can speak.

Guzol: Indeed... but you and yours have come to take my heart, yes?

Kanda: Right now, if possible.

♦ 76

Lala: !!

Kanda: Hauling a big-ass doll around would be a lot of work.

Lala: O-Only Guzol knows the underground passages! Lala: You'll lose your way without him!!

Guzol: !

sfx: bah [Lala throws herself in front of Guzol protectively, arms spread]

Kanda: And who are you?

Lala: I'm Guzol's....

Guzol: Just an abandoned human child!! Guzol: Koff... I came across her, and chose to take her in...!!!

Lala: Guzol....

Guzol: koff Guzol: koff

♦ 77

Kanda: ......

Toma: Sir Kanda. sfx: zu [leaning out from behind a nearby corner]

Kanda: ! Kanda: Sorry, but I can't back down on this. I can't let that Akuma get its hands on your heart. Kanda: I'll hold off for the moment, but you're gonna hand it over before this ends. Kanda: Sorry you got caught up in this.

Guzol: ......

sfx: su [rustle of shifting gravel in Toma's cupped palms] Toma: Timcanpy, sir.

sfx: vun [something waking up within the shards]

♦ 78

sfx: buuuuuuuuuu [shards reconsistute themselves into a vague winged shape]

Kanda: You saw the Akuma, right, Tim? Show me.

sfx: piko [pop! Tim's whole and golden again] sfx: gigigigi... [Tim gurgling with its fanged mouth] sfx: vun [Tim projects video of the Akuma for them]

sfx: ji— [Kanda deep in thought]

♦ 79

Kanda: Like a mirror....

Toma: Sir?

Kanda: The Akuma. It's backwards.... Kanda: Look closely. Kanda: When it copied the beansprout, his clothes and weapon... Kanda: got swapped left-to-right.

Toma: Beansprout?

Kanda: Y'know, him. Kanda: And look, when he sliced up the fake, that was backwards too... Kanda: The fake was hollow inside, but perfect from all angles on the outside. Kanda: It's not just "imitating".... Kanda: I think... it can duplicate whatever it's targeting.

♦ 80

Kanda: It seems to be able to duplicate the abilities of anyone it copies, too, and use them as its own, Kanda: as we see when it transforms that beansprout's arm and attacks with it... sfx: chih [tch] Kanda: What was that dumbass doing, letting it copy something so hard to deal with....

Toma: It seems to me we should search for sir Walker. Toma: But even if we find sir Walker alive, how can we be sure it's the real him?

Kanda: There's no issue, is there? Everything's swapped left-to-right, so we'll know right away. Kanda, small: That scar on his face, too.

Kanda: It'd be really stupid of it to show up looking like that.

Lala: Let's go, Guzol....

sfx: kuru [Guzol and Lala casually turning the corner]

Guzol: Mm.

sfx: su [Kanda glances over] sfx: hata [subtle movement of the air]

♦ 81

Kanda: !! Kanda: They're gone!! Kanda: Ugh— Kanda: They ran for it!!! Kanda: Goddammit, where the fuck—

Toma: !! Toma: Sir Kanda, behind you—

sfx: zah [a wild "Allen" appears]

♦ 82

Top: The Village of Eight Graves

Bottom: Kindaichi Komusuke4

♦♥♦

FOOTNOTES

This bit is a little opaque, but the Akuma is saying that on evolving to level 2, it gained access to a new ability (or abilities), which it just now discovered within itself and automatically knows how to use. [ ♠ ]

More Matera history! The place Allen lands is far more polished and modern than any actual Matera cavern (because those interiors belong to a mansion elsewhere in Italy; I'll cover that in chapter 13), but the secret passages and underground living complexes are quite real, and date back to the Paleolithic. Also, the city was abandoned, as in the story, but not until 1952, when the Italian government deliberately moved the population to less squalid accommodations. These days, though, it's having a renaissance as a popular tourist destination. [ ♠ ]

A bit of less common military slang, "sitrep" is short for "situation report", as that's basically what Kanda asks for and he uses a fair bit of military vocabulary in general. [ ♠ ]

A cultural in-joke. Kindaichi Kosuke is a famous fictional detective, and "The Village of Eight Graves" is a well-known story in his canon (translated into English in 2021). Any animanga fan reading this would probably recognize the archetype for a lot of modern characters in Kindaichi's rumpled, easygoing brilliance. Easy to guess why Hoshino thought to put Komui in his iconic outfit. [ ♠ ]

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[futuretonext]

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TakadanobabaAREA line-up from 2021/01/15

Yuuki, Takuto, Tsuno, KEI, Hyu-Ga.

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Avanchick 他人の不幸は蜜の味　TYPE A (has the music dvd) OPENED                       

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[salanaii]

Learn Korean with me - Week 20

Day 1 - 3: Vocab

** Don't forget your journals and of course Netflix.

읽습니다 Irg seub ni da Reads/reading

춤 Chum Dance

춥니다 Chub ni da To dance

잡니다 Jam ni da Sleeps

있습니다 Iss seub ni da Is/are/am/exists/there is/are

없습니다 Eobs seub ni da Do not have/does not exist/does not have

영화 Yeong hwa Movie/screen

공원 Gong won Park

감사합니다 Gam sa hab ni da Thank you (formal)

자동차 Ja dong cha Car

인기 In gi Popularity

입니다 Ib ni da It’s/is/am/are

괜찮습니다 Goaen chanh seub ni da It is okay/is okay/am okay

죄송합니다 Joe song hab ni da Sorry/I am sorry.

보냅니다 Bo naeb ni da Sends/send

차 Cha Car/tea

기타 Gi ta Guitar

야구 Ya gu Baseball

가구 Ga gu Furniture

지구 Ji gu Earth

피부 Pi bu Skin

나비 Na bi Butterfly

바지 Ba ji Pants

버스 Beo seu Bus

요리 Yo ri Cook

유리 Yu ri Glass

머리 Meo ri Head

휴지 Hyu ji Tissue

여자 Yeo ja Woman

소년 So nyeon Boy

오이 O i Cucumber

허리 Heo ri Waist

소녀 So nyeo Girl

우리 U ri We/us

후추 Hu chu Pepper

커피 Keo pi Coffee

나 무 Na mu Tree

나 Na Me/I

너 Neo You

아기 A gi Baby

소리 So ri Sound

표 Pyo Ticket

치마 Chi ma Skirt

[frierenscript]

Hiragana and Katakana / ひらがな、カタカナ

There are 3 types of characters in Japanese - Hiragana, Katakana, and Kanji.

Hiragana(ひらがな) is the easiest to read, and every sentence can be written in it, just like alphabet in English, even if we don't know correct Kanji.

Katakana(カタカナ) is another version of Hiragana, used for the words from foreign countries. For example, we write "ケーキ"(from "cake" in English) or "パン"(from "pão" in Portuguese, which means "bread" in English) as both didn't originally exist in Japan.

Kanji was brought from China, of course, and were developed as Japanese characters. Each Kanji has each meaning, so it makes us easier to understand what it exactly means. For example, when we see "いし", we don't know what it means because we have many words of the same sound ;石(stone), 意思(intention), 医師(doctor), etc.

Japanese sentences are made up of a mixture of these three types of characters.

Hereunder you can see the list of Hiragana and Katakana.

基本ひらがな（Basic Hiragana）

-for keyboard input-

あ(A)   い(I)    う(U)    え(E)   お（O）  

か(Ka)  き(Ki)   く(Ku)  け(Ke)  こ(Ko) 

さ(Sa)  し(Shi)  す(Su)  せ(Se)  そ(So) 

た(Ta)  ち(Chi)  つ(Tsu) て(Te)  と(To) 

な(Na)  に(Ni)   ぬ(Nu)  ね(Ne)  の(No) 

は(Ha)  ひ(Hi)  ふ(Fu)  へ(He)  ほ(Ho) 

ま(Ma)  み(Mi)  む(Mu)  め(Me)  も(Mo) 

や(Ya)          ゆ(Yu)         よ(Yo) 

ら(Ra)  り(Ri)   る(Ru)  れ(Re)  ろ(Ro) 

わ(Wa)                      　　　　  を(Wo) 

ん(N)    

As for pronunciation...

orange colored characters are sometimes different from the original sounds.（は may be pronounced "Wa", へ may be "E", and it depends on how to use the character in the sentence.)

Red colored ones are completely different.(を is always pronounced "o", not "wo".)

                           

濁音(Daku-on)～濁点付き(With ゛　Dakuten)

が(Ga)  ぎ(Gi)  ぐ(Gu)  げ(Ge)  ご(Go)

ざ(Za)  じ(Ji)   ず(Zu)  ぜ（Ze) ぞ(Zo)

だ(Da)  ぢ(Di)  づ(Du)  で(De)  ど(Do)

ば(Ba)  び(Bi)  ぶ(Bu)  べ(Be)  ぼ(Bo)

Pronunciation : ぢ＝"Dzi" or "Ji"

づ＝"Dzu" or "Zu"

半濁音(Han-dakuon)～半濁点付き(With ゜Han-

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 　　　dakuten)

ぱ(Pa)  ぴ(Pi)  ぷ(Pu)  ぺ(Pe)  ぽ(Po)

拗音(You-on)

きゃ(Kya)       きゅ(Kyu)      きょ(Kyo)

ぎゃ(Gya)       ぎゅ(Gyu)     ぎょ(Gyo)

しゃ(Sha)       しゅ(Shu)      しょ(Sho)

じゃ(Ja)　      じゅ(Ju)       じょ(Jo)

ちゃ(Cha)       ちゅ(Chu)     ちょ(Cho) 

ぢゃ(Dya)       ぢゅ(Dyu)     ぢょ(Dyo)

にゃ(Nya)       にゅ(Nyu)     にょ(Nyo)

ひゃ(Hya)       ひゅ(Hyu)     ひょ(Hyo) 

びゃ(Bya)       びゅ(Byu)     びょ(Byo)

ぴゃ(Pya)       ぴゅ(Pyu)     ぴょ(Pyo)

みゃ(Mya)       みゅ(Myu)     みょ(Myo)

りゃ(Rya)       りゅ(Ryu)      りょ(Ryo)

Pronunciation : ぢゃ＝ "Dza" or "Ja"

　　　　　　　　ぢゅ＝"Dzu" or "Ju"

　　　　　　　　ぢょ＝"Dzo" or "Jo"

促音(Soku-on)＝ っ 小さい「つ」（Small“tsu”）

There is no romaji for single small “っ”,

because we add one more next character,

like きって＝Kitte , or はっぱ＝Happa.

基本カタカナ（Basic Katakana）

Pronunciation is completely same as Hiragana and please read above in detail.

ア(A)   イ(I)    ウ(U)   エ(E)   オ(O)

カ(Ka)  キ(Ki)   ク(Ku)  ケ(Ke)  コ(Ko)

サ(Sa)  シ(Shi)  ス(Su)  セ(Se)  ソ(So)

タ(Ta)  チ(Chi)  ツ(Tsu) テ(Te)  ト(To)

ナ(Na)  ニ(Ni)  ヌ(Nu)  ネ(Ne)  ノ(No)

ハ(Ha)  ヒ(Hi)   フ(Fu)  ヘ(He)  ホ(Ho)

マ(Ma)  ミ(Mi)  ム(Mu)  メ(Me)  モ(Mo)

ヤ(Ya)        　　 ユ(Yu)         　 ヨ(Yo)

ラ(Ra)  リ(Ri)   ル(Ru)  レ(Re)  ロ(Ro)

ワ(Wa)                       　　　  ヲ(Wo)

ン(N)

濁音(Daku-on)～濁点付き(With ゛　Dakuten)

ガ(Ga)  ギ(Gi)   グ(Gu)  ゲ(Ge)  ゴ(Go)

ザ(Za)  ジ(Ji)   ズ(Zu)  ゼ（Ze）  ゾ(Zo)

ダ(Da)  ヂ(Di)  ヅ(Du)  デ(De)  ド(Do)

バ(Ba)  ビ(Bi)   ブ(Bu)  ベ(Be)  ボ(Bo)

半濁音(Han-dakuon)～半濁点付き(With ゜　

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Han-dakuten)

パ(Pa)  ピ(Pi)   プ(Pu)  ペ(Pe)  ポ(Po)

拗音(You-on)

キャ(Kya)       キュ(Kyu)      キョ(Kyo)

ギャ(Gya)       ギュ(Gyu)      ギョ(Gyo)

シャ(Sha)       シュ(Shu)      ショ(Sho)

ジャ(Ja)    　    ジュ(Ju)       ジョ(Jo)

チャ(Cha)       チュ(Chu)      チョ(Cho)

ヂャ(Dya)       ヂュ(Dyu)      ヂョ(Dyo)

ニャ(Nya)       ニュ(Nyu)      ニョ(Nyo)

ヒャ(Hya)       ヒュ(Hyu)       ヒョ(Hyo)

ビャ(Bya)       ビュ(Byu)       ビョ(Byo)

ピャ(Pya)       ピュ(Pyu)       ピョ(Pyo)

ミャ(Mya)       ミュ(Myu)       ミョ(Myo)

リャ(Rya)       リュ(Ryu)       リョ(Ryo)

促音(Soku-on)＝ ッ 小さい「ツ」（Small “tsu”）

[kitsunenonihongo]

Writing System

This is super important, before we begin with learning words and sentences.

Japanese has 3 writing systems so to speak. Two of them are syllabaries, you may refer to them as "Alphabets", and the third writing system is sort of symbol based, like Chinese.

There's also ROMAJI. Which we'll be using to help you learn sounds and to speak. But please, work on learning the syllabaries as soon as possible. Romaji is terrible for many reasons, including the fact that everyone and their mother writes Romaji in a different way. You may notice that my Romaji is different than some others you've come across. So again. Try to get away from it as soon as possible. Don't be afraid. I know you can do it!

We'll start with Kana, namely Hiragana as you'll be seeing it the most.

HIRAGANA

Hiragana is used mainly for native Japanese words. You will see Hiragana everywhere. So you'll be wanting to learn that first.

A:あ　I:い　U:う　E:え　O:お

Ka:か　Ki:き　Ku:く　Ke:け　Ko:こ

Sa:さ　Shi:し　Su:す　Se:せ　So:そ

Ta:た　Chi:ち　Tsu:つ　Te:て　To:と

Na:な　Ni:に　Nu:ぬ　Ne:ね　No:の

Ha:は　Hi:ひ　Fu:ふ　He:へ　Ho:ほ

Ma:ま　Mi:み　Mu:む　Me:め　Mo:も

Ya:や　Yu:ゆ　Yo:よ　*yes there are only 3 of these

Ra:ら　Ri:り　Ru:る　Re:れ　Ro:ろ

Wa:わ　Wo:を　*yes there's only 2 of these

N:ん

Okay, now some of these characters get whats called a "Dakuten" that's a little " or ゜that's next to the Hiragana that changes it's sound. those are as follows:

Ga:が　Gi:ぎ　Gu:ぐ　Ge:げ　Go:ご

Za:ざ　Ji：じ　Zu:ず　Ze:ぜ　Zo:ぞ

Da：だ　Zi:ぢ　Dzu:づ　De:で Do:ど

Ba:ば　Bi:び　Bu:ぶ　Be:べ　Bo:ぼ

Pa:ぱ　Pi:ぴ　Pu:ぷ　Pe:ぺ　Po:ぽ

ぱ　ぴ　ぷ　ぺ　ぽ are the only ones that use the ゜dakuten.

You'll notice that 「ぢ」sounds like "zi" ... or "dzi"... and not "di" and that 「づ」sounds like "dzu" and not "du" ... that's.... that's a pain in the butt but it is what it is. In order to get the "di" sound it's written 「でぃ」"de" and a little "i" makes "di" ... and actually you'll probably only ever see that written in Katakana 「ディ」

Which brings me to the next part. Little vowels and Little Y sounds.

We covered some of the little y sounds last lesson. You'll see more little Ys than little vowels. The biggest thing you need to remember about little Ys is that they're always stuck to an "-i" character.

Kya:きゃ　Kyu:きゅ　Kyo:きょ　Gya:ぎゃ　Gyu:ぎゅ　Gyo:ぎょ

Sha:しゃ　Shu:しゅ　Sho:しょ　Ja:じゃ　Ju:じゅ　Jo:じょ

Cha:ちゃ　Chu:ちゅ　Cho:ちょ

Nya:にゃ　Nyu:にゅ　Nyo:にょ

Hya:ひゃ　Hyu:ひゅ　Hyo:ひょ　Bya:びゃ　Byu:びゅ　Byo:びょ

Pya:ぴゃ　Pyu:ぴゅ　Pyo:ぴょ

Rya:りゃ　Ryu:りゅ　Ryo:りょ

You'll notice some of these don't have "y"s in the romaji reading. Don't freak. That's just how it works. And is part of the reason I don't like Romaji.

Like I said you'll also see little vowels: ぁ ぃ　ぅ　ぇ　ぉ but like with 「ディ」"di" you'll probably only ever see them in Katakana. Here's a few anyway:

Fa:ふぁ　Fi:ふぃ　Fe:ふぇ　Fo:ふぉ

She:しぇ Je:じぇ　Che:ちぇ　Ti:てぃ　Di:でぃ

Finally there's little "tsu" っ this little symbol DOUBLES the next consonant!

っか = kka っさ = ssa

etc. a っ can be near any other kana it doesn't really have a restriction besides not coming before あ, い, う, え, お, or ANY of the "N"s

If you come across a double n it will be written with the lone N first 「ん」 followed by one of the Ns with a vowel next to it.

Ex: Konnichiwa = こんにちは

Like English the double consonant doesn't change the sound, it just lengthens it by a fraction (if even that).

っき = "kki" pronounced the same as "ki" って= "tte" pronounced the same as "te"

Does that make sense? :)

KATAKANA (less explanation here because it's the same rules and sounds)

Katakana is used mainly for loan words. Words borrowed from other languages. It's also used in some names.

A:ア　I:イ　U:ウ　E:エ　O:オ

Ka:カ　Ki:キ　Ku:ク　Ke:ケ　Ko:コ

Sa:サ　Shi:シ　Su:ス　Se:セ　So:ソ

Ta:タ　Chi:チ　Tsu:ツ　Te:テ　To:ト

Na:ナ　Ni:ニ　Nu:ヌ　Ne:ネ　No:ノ

Ha:ハ　Hi:ヒ　Fu:フ　He:ヘ　Ho:ホ

Ma:マ　Mi:ミ　Mu:ム　Me:メ　Mo:モ

Ya:ヤ　Yu:ユ　Yo:ヨ

Ra:ラ　Ri:リ　Ru:ル　Re:レ　Ro:ロ

Wa:ワ　Wo:ヲ

N:ン

Ga:ガ　Gi:ギ　Gu:グ　Ge:ゲ　Go:ゴ

Za:ザ　Ji:ジ　Zu:ズ　Ze:ゼ　Zo:ゾ

Da:ダ　Dzi:ヂ　Dzu:ヅ　De:デ　Do:ド

Ba:バ　Bi:ビ　Bu:ブ　Be:ベ　Bo:ボ

Pa:パ　Pi:ピ　Pu:プ　Pe:ペ　Po:ポ

Kya:キャ　Kyu:キュ　Kyo:キョ　Gya:ギャ　Gyu:ギュ　Gyo:ギョ

Sha:シャ　Shu:シュ　Sho:ショ　Ja:ジャ　Ju:ジュ　Jo:ジョ

Cha:チャ　Chu:チュ　Cho:チョ

Nya:ニャ　Nyu:ニュ　Nyo:ニョ

Hya:ヒャ　Hyu:ヒュ　Hyo:ヒョ　Bya:ビャ　Byu:ビュ　Byo:ビョ

Pya:ピャ　Pyu:ピュ　Pyo:ピョ

Mya:ミャ　Myu:ミュ　Myo:ミョ

Rya:リャ　Ryu:リュ　Ryo:リョ

Ti:ティ　Di:ディ　She:シェ　Je:ジェ　Che:チェ

Va:ヴァ　Vi:ヴィ　Vu:ヴ　Ve:ヴェ　Vo:ヴォ

ッコ= kko ッソ= sso ッタ=tta ッシ=sshi

... there are probably other possibilities I've left out, but these are all the common ones you should see. and even if that's not true I trust that you can see and understand the pattern here. :)

KANJI There's thousands of Kanji, so I'm not going to list. I will have Kanji in with the lessons, but learn them at your own pace. No worries. :) I've found that once I got to the point where I could start learning Kanji it's made reading a lot easier for me.

Sorry if this is a HELLISH ammount. Just write the syllabaries down and come back to them now and then as reference. You don't have to learn them all today, or this week, or even this month. I just want you to be familiar with them. :)

[brawltogethernow]

Agatha and Da Boyz - urban fantasy AU for the ask box meme, please?

Maxim, experimentally, reached out with his tongue, circled it around a package of cup ramen sitting innocently on the gas station shelf, and drew it, styrofoam and clear plastic wrapping and all, into his mouth.

He bit down. It went, KRERNUNCHffkfCH?

“No!” hissed Agatha. Futilely, she bat at the general area of his shoulders with her hands, head swiveling around to look for witnesses.

The cashier, a woman with purple-dyed hair and a chain connecting a piercing in her nose with one in her earlobe, was indeed staring right at them, mouth open slightly. As Agatha watched, she blinked with unnatural slowness, her face flickering like she was struggling to get a firm grip on one expression.

Finally her face cleared, and she smiled as genuinely as someone in a service job was likely to. “Oh, ha!” she said. “Munchies, right? Yeah, I’ve been there. Just make sure you bring me the package so I can scan it, alright?”

Agatha turned back to Maxim, who was fully engrossed in chewing consideringly. The package was definitely gone.

“She izn’t gonna see ennyting veird,” Oggie informed her easily. He was staring into the little mirror over a rotating display of sunglasses, trying to get a pair on without the single horn on the side of his head knocking them askew. “Iz de Fadey Ting.” Agatha could hear the capital letters. “Hit keeps pipple from noticink magic schtoff who izn’t all speshul-like.”

“Like hyu!” Dimo supplied, horribly casually.

“Dot’s vhy hyu roommate didn’t scream vhen she saw hyu lock dot big tentacly tingy in hyu’s broom closet,” Oggie continued, cheerfully. One of the stems of the star-shaped sunglasses he was trying to get to sit straight snapped in his hand. He sighed and put them back on the stand. They sagged, languorous.

“She izn’t gonna notice vhen hyu keel it, needer, so dun vorry,” Maxim finished, now done with his snack. “Vill just congratch’late hyu for taking out a rilly big rat, sumtink like dot.” He ran his unreasonable tongue over his jagged teeth, thoughtful. “Nize texture,” he declared. “Hy vants to try de odder liddle flavors.”

Agatha emitted an unhappy tea kettle noise, scooped up a miscellaneous armful of cup ramens (SALE! declared a little sign above them in screaming yellow and red), and swept them over to the poor cashier, who she deposited them in front of. Anything to get them out of here faster.

The cashier, enterprisingly, counted them and then picked one up and scanned it sixteen times. So that solved the issue of Maxim’s 33¢ debt to society.

“$12.22,” she declared after Agatha handed her the things she had actually come in for. Three containers of salt, and a plastic barbecue lighter.

Dimo leaned around Agatha and deposited a gold nugget on the sticky counter. It had a winged chess piece stamped on its side. “Buy hyuself sumting nize with de change, sveethot,” he rumbled, grinning. With, oh, too many teeth.

The cashier picked it up with businesslike efficiency, flashing Dimo a tight smile, then started to deposit the nugget in the register, paused. Her hand drifted to hold it over the tip jar, back. Paused. She stared down at it, looking fuzzy.

She looked back up, dreamy, and then more present as her gaze lit on Maxim. “That’s such a natural looking ombre!” she said, gesturing with her empty hand at Maxim’s hair, which was the same shade as hers. That his skin was also purple did not seem to register. “So subtle, I love it. What brand do you use?”

She looked down at the nugget again. Her brow furrowed with confusion. Her wrist twitched in preparation for resuming its circuit between the register and tip jar.

Agatha leaned forward, twitched the gold out of her hand, plunked it into her shirt pocket, and slapped a twenty down on the counter. Then she grabbed all three of her monsters by various bits of wrist and tattered jacket lapel and pulled them out the automatic door. Maxim, snagging up his bag of instant noodles, came rustling.

“Dot vos fon,” declared Oggie, as they stepped out into the pool of lime-tinted electronic light, refracting in almost steamy just-post-rain air, outside the gas station. He lifted his head and sniffed the bouquet of petrichor and gasoline fumes appreciatively. “Ken ve finish tellink hyu about hyu’s ancient birthright now?”

“Monster first,” declared Agatha, stomping off into the night, salt gripped tightly in her hand.

“Oh, killink,” replied Oggie, pleased.

“She doz have her priorities in order,” said Dimo.

“Did hyu understand vot dot sparkly face gorl was sayink ‘bout mine hair?” asked Maxim. And they trotted along on Agatha’s heels, banter muffled by the misty night.

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[In deference to the garbage urban fantasy aesthetic, the perception filter is called the Fade. ...Uuuunless Jaegers introduce you to it.

Now on AO3 / follow-up]

[later-alter]

Aku baru selesai nonton prison playbook. Masih bengong dan mengingat seluruh isi drama ini. Awalnya agak bosen memang, tapi aku penasaran karena ini drama digarap dengan director Shin Won Ho yang juga menggarap Reply 1988. Agak bosen di awal yang entah kenapa belum menarik menurutku. Tapi semakin ditonton, this drama so enjoyable to watch. I love all the characters and how they portray their struggles in life it's so human. Every character is beautiful and heart warming story. Udah pokoknya nonton aja.

Yang buat aku bertahan nonton walau di awal ngerasa bosen adalah lee kyung hyu yang bener-bener tingkahnya konyol tapi totalitas. Seorang gay pecandu narkoba yang mencoba untuk benar-benar lepas dari memakai obat-obatan sehingga tiap scene dia tuh buat ketawa. Ketawa yang natural emang lucu bukan karena dipaksa fit in sama drama. Gitu.

Terus yang buat heartwarming adalah tentang Je-hyeok dan Joon-ho. Mereka berdua adalah yang ingin sekali ku ceritakan disini. I want to especially mention the bromance going on between the two main characters. They're acting definitely praiseworthy, as they're able to portray characters that very much grounded and believable, not only as their characters, but in every relationship they have as well with others. Bahkan melihat bromance mereka lebih eyepleasing dan menggemaskan daripada ketika mereka dengan pacarnya masing-masing.

Je-hyeok dan Joon-ho adalah teman dekat sejak kecil, sering main bareng dan satu sekolah sampai SMA deh kalau gak salah. Mereka juga pemain baseball, tapi Joon-ho tamat sekolah gak main baseball lagi. Terus mereka lost contact. Ketemu lagi waktu Je-hyeok masuk penjara karena menganiaya orang yang akan memerkosa adiknya. Joon-ho itu petugas di penjara tempat Je-hyeok dihukum. Tapi, karena ngga mau ketauan sama yang lain kalau mereka temenan, Joon-ho ngaku sebagai penggemar berat Je-hyeok. Walaupun ya bagi Joon-ho mengakui kayak gitu buat sebel banget ya. Ya bayangin aja mengakui jadi penggemar temen sendiri, ogah juga ngucapinnya. But, he did well.

Jadi, beberapa scene menggemaskan dan mengharukan antara mereka berdua yang buat aku ingin sekali menceritakan di sini. Bukan tipikal pertemanan drama yang berlebihan dan terlalu baik, tetap diselingi saling memaki atau menampar atau sekedar pukul-pukulan kayak ngelihat temen kita yang naif dan bego bawaannya pengen nampar kan? Nah gitu. Tapi di sisi lain, saling ada dan membantu dengan sangat jujur. Ketika Je-hyeok ketemu dengan antek yang udah buat pundak dia cedera dan ingin sekali balas dendam dengan antek, Joon-ho bukan malah melarang Je-hyeok, malah Joon-ho bilang, "Udah sini biar aku aja yang hajar dia ya." Tapi Je-hyeok tetap penuh marah. Joon-ho tetap ngikutin Je-hyeok sampai akhirnya Je-hyeok benar-benar buat antek babak belur di kamar mandi penjara. Mungkin kalau dikebanyakan film, pasti Joon-ho nahan si Je-hyeok dan Je-hyeok luluh terus nangis.

Waktu Je-hyeok kena ancaman sama Yeom, dia tuh ngga terlalu ngeprotect dan ikut campur. Joon-ho mau bantu, bersikeras minta dilibatkan, tapi Je-hyeok ngga mau. Akhirnya Joon-ho ngalah dan benar-benar membiarkan Je-hyeok menyelesaikan perkaranya dengan si kepala Yeom itu sendirian.

Je-hyeok adalah lelaki yang naif dan cuma fokus sama baseball. Jadi kalau udah nyangkut tentang kekasih, kadang bego juga. Apalagi waktu Je-hyeok ngaku kalau ngelihat sang pacar di rumah sakit tempat Je-hyeok tapi malah ngga dipanggil cuma karena dia ngga berani. Joon-ho sebagai teman yang ga habis pikir lihat kebodohannya langsung nabok Je-hyeok, mukulindan ngebego-begoin si Je-hyeok di lift. Ya kayak gimana kalau kalian lihat temen kalian yang bego. Emosi kan tuhhh. Perannya mereka tuh kayak benar-benar apa adanya tanpa terkesan berlebihan.

Tapi Joon-ho tetap mengkhawatirkan Je-hyeok. Walaupun superstar baseball tapi Je-hyeok tetap bego di beberapa hal. Sampai nyuruh Je-hyeok ganti pakaian penjara sama dia, datangin Je-hyeok yang lagi olah raga terus kehujanan, menuhin keinginan keinginan Je-hyeok untuk datangi ibu dan adiknya terus menyampaikan pesan ke adik Je-hyeok tanpa lupa, nemenin Je-hyeok di rumah sakit dan beliin makanan kesukaan dia terus nemenin tidur bareng (???) manis banget ga tuh, jadi perantara antara Je-hyeok dan kekasihnya kalau cekcok, menyakinkan Je-hyeok yang ragu dan menemaninya latihan fisik selama masa pemulihan, mendengarkan keluh kesah namun tetap tahu batas untuk tidak memaksa urusan pribadi Je-hyeok.

Film yang kayak gini buat aku benar-benar lebih merasa hangat daripada scene romantis dengan kekasih yang menurutku udah biasa aja. Jadi mikir banyak selama nonton ini, gimana ya rasanya menyaksikan teman dekat tumbuh bersama lalu jadi orang terkenal yang namanya dikenal di negara? Gimana ya rasanya punya kemampuan untuk bertahan dalam pertemanan yang udah lama tidak catching up namun tetap jadi teman baik yang akrab? Gimana ya rasanya punya waktu nostalgia masa kecil yang cuma baca tulis hitung di kehidupan ketika udah dewasa?

Je-hyeok dan Joon-ho benar-benar meninggalkan kesan yang penuh tanda tanya untukku. Ketika bisa sama-sama effortless dengan teman sendiri. Melakukan sesuatu tanpa tendensi ingin dianggap seperti apa atau ingin dinilai bagaimana. Seolah-olah yang dilakuin adalah benar-benar naluriah yang ngga terpaksa. Ringan dilakukan tapi tetap berkesan di hati orang lain.

Here some of bromance scene that I love;

[xiubaek-13]

Lost In Translation - Chapter 34 - Hey Mama!

Requested: No Genre: Canon-AU Pairing: ? (at this stage undecided) x Reader

Warnings: None yet.

Word Count: 5,593

A/N: Aaaand we’re back. It’s been awhile! We’re at the point where I have to reread and research their schedules to make sure I’m not fucking it up too much. I am taking liberties but we’re not straying too far from their actual schedules. Only 3 lessons left, which one of these three will be next?

“Noona please!” He whined. “You know I can’t eat cucumber.” Baekhyun made a face of pure disgust at the small bowl you were trying to pass to him. He turned his head to Jongdae, who was seated next to him and continued whining. “Noona hates me Dae. She’s so mean.”

You rolled your eyes at him as Minseok sighed next to you and Jongdae stifled a laugh. “Yah!” you raised your voice slightly so that Baekhyun would shut up and look at you. “This bowl isn’t for you dummy. I was passing it to you so you could give it to Jongdae.” You gestured at the BBQ in the centre of the table. “In case you haven’t noticed, the coals emit a fuckton of heat so I was avoiding passing anything over them.”

“Oh.” came the sheepish response.

Jongdae nudged Baekhyun with his shoulder. “Yah, hurry up and take the bowl! I’m hungry!”

“Aish-” Minseok sighed again, shaking his head at the scene playing out before him.

You’d agreed to let the three of them take you to lunch, much to everyone else’s dismay - you had to agree to let Kyungsoo cook you and the others dinner while ChenBaekXi were off practicing before Chanyeol would release his hold on you (no matter how much Minseok glared at him), but you hadn’t expected them to take you to one of the more upmarket Korean BBQ restaurants in Seoul. Jongdae ordered for everyone after double checking with you if you would eat certain dishes. You went a hard pass on the intestines but were more than happy to have marinated pork ribs.

It had been a long time since you’d been to a cook-it-yourself style restaurant so you’d forgotten how much fun they were. At the standard places the grill in the middle of the table was usually gas or electric but here it was open coals and dear lord did they emit heat. You’d all had to remove your jackets and sit back a little, only leaning forward to pass the various bowls with side dishes around and to help Jongdae cook the meat.

“So, tell me about your unit guys. All I know is that you’ve been practicing like crazy.” You asked as you placed the tongs within Jongdae’s reach.

“Minseokkie wanted a sub-unit so he went to our managers and asked.” Baekhyun happily told you. His face lit up when he got to speak about anything related to performing, you could tell he really loved what he did. His eyes were bright as he spoke, his smile wide, faltering only when he glanced to your side. “What? Hyu-” He ducked an ice cube that Minseok had decided to throw at him since he couldn’t exactly reach over the coals to swat him. You laughed at them and bit your tongue. There was a joke about Xiumin’s frost power in there somewhere but you held it in. This kind of thing happened all the time and you still hadn’t gotten to the stage of finding it any less funny. Baekhyun rarely referred to Minseok as his hyung, rather, he chose to use variations of nicknames that were sure to set off his elder. Minseokkie and MinMin were his two favourites.

You turned to Minseok and tried to diffuse the impending outburst that he was headed towards. “Is that true? You made this happen?

He tilted his head slightly. “Not exactly. I think they already planned on having a unit but hadn’t finalised which members would be involved yet.” He started. Jongdae made a poor attempt at covering up his muttering of ‘bullshit’ with a cough which Minseok ignored. “I hadn’t really had a chance to show myself as a main vocal or dancer through EXO yet so I asked them if they’d consider a sub-unit while we were on hiatus. The asked which members I’d like to have with me…”

“And they punished you with two beagles?” You giggled as you completed the sentence for him.

“No, I asked for these two.” He replied, shrugging when he noticed how your eyes widened.  “They’re a good fit when they aren’t, you know… going full beagle.”

“Dae is the wife and I’m the mistress” Baekhyun laughed, earning him a slap from Jongdae and another ice cube being thrown at him from Minseok. “What? You’re like an old married couple most of the time and there is no way I’m your lovechild in this scenario.”

“Jesus fucking christ.” Minseok muttered as he poured himself a glass of soju.

Lunch continued in this fashion for quite some time. The boys had been so busy with their full group comeback performances as well as spending all of their down time prepping for their sub unit debut. It felt like forever since you’d seen them, not counting that one night where Minseok turned up at your door and proceeded to fall asleep as soon as his head hit a yielding surface. That surface being your bed. You’d freaked out at the time since you knew they had schedules in the morning and that their managers would be at the dorm to collect them. You knew there was no way you’d have been able to get him up to the dorm and you had zero desire to explain why one of the members had slept in your apartment to their managers so in a moment of weakness (after trying to wake him up like seven times) you called Chanyeol. He came down with Sehun and the two of them maneuvered a sleeping Minseok back up to the dorm. It had taken some threatening and promises on your part to keep the two of them quiet but they acquiesced. Needless to say he was more than a little confused when he woke up on the couch in the dorm the next morning.

You knew they were busy when Baekhyun’s daily texting slowed down. He had to be tired if he couldn’t engage in the usual level of banter and innuendo that you enjoyed. You’d tried to schedule lunch three times and they’d had to cancel each time due to some last minute dance practice, meeting, or recording. You’d filled your time by hanging out with the others when they had free time, Jongin had brought his dogs to hang out with you (a chaotic but enjoyable experience), Chanyeol had taken you for coffee one afternoon (and tried to get out of paying then dragged you into a figurine store), Kyungsoo & Sehun went with you to the movies (in full disguise which was hilarious to you) but everyone’s time was scarce. You’d gone to see Yixing but he was busy working on his solo debut, which was due to happen on his birthday. You were excited for him, you’d told him as such, but you wished he’d had more time to hang out.

Daily lessons at SM continued and the guys were vastly improved from when you’d started tutoring them, something their managers were pleased with. It wasn’t a lie to say their improvement was a great relief for you too. Sometimes it felt more like you were just hanging out with nine guys who you really cared for rather than being their tutor. Mr. Kim had called to tell you to keep up the good work. He’d said something about not slacking off once they’d reached the desired level of English set by the company. He wanted you to keep pushing them, hopefully resulting in you far exceeding the expectations of the company which would reflect highly on you and Mr. Kim.

“So,” Baekhyun piped up, interrupting your thoughts.

“Yes?”

“You did something to them.” He states as he pops another mouthful of kimchi in his mouth.

“To whom?”

“Don’t play dumb now, the rest of the group. We’re the only three who haven’t had private lessons and we’re the only three who haven’t changed with you.” He pauses. “Minseokkie doesn’t count though since I still think you’re fucking him.”

“Yah!” Minseok exclaims, raising his arm to slap the younger only to remember the dangerously hot coals separating the two. “Baekhyun you can’t just blurt that shit out when we’re in public. What if someone hears?”

“I’m not hearing a denial there hyung.” The younger smirks.

“I don’t see the point in answering you when you won’t believe me anyway.”

Jongdae silently watches the exchange between the two, rolling his eyes. Clearly this was not the first time this topic had been bought up. He turns his attention back to the grill while the pair bicker, turning the meat over and cutting up some of the larger pieces so that they cook quicker. You grimace at the pieces of intestine on one side of the grill, they looked unsightly enough when they were raw but as they cooked they reminded you of something that looked like part cheetoh, part calamari - the grossly thick kind. You shift your gaze to the other side of the grill, the delicious side, and watch the pork ribs cook. You’re practically salivating at the prospect of eating it. Food is almost enough of a distraction from the bickering that’s going on around you. Almost.

“Just admit it hyung, you’re fucking the teacher.” Baekhyun snaps.

“Byun Baekhyun that is enough!” You try not to raise your voice too much since you’re in public but your tone tells him he’s gone too far. “Do you not have anything better to dwell on? I play along when you make smartass comments or jokes. At. Home.” You gesture around the table as the three of them silently watch you, Baekhyun’s eyes wide and fearful. “But we are in fucking public right now and you do not get to jeopardise my career or potentially create a scandal for Minseok. You are out of line and you should know better. Is the pork done yet?”

It takes Jongdae a beat to realise that you’ve finished reprimanding Baekhyun and were now talking to him. “Should be, let me check.” He picks up a piece and cut it in half with the scissors and nodded, placing it in your bowl. “More?” He asks.

“Please.”

The silence following your outburst is thick. You focus on your food instead of the guys, even though you can see Minseok silently gesturing at Jongdae and Baekhyun pouting out the corner of your eyes. The ball was in his court now, he’d fucked up, in public no less, so he needed to be the one to fix it. You knew he was prideful and stubborn but you also knew how much Baekhyun cared so you assumed that right now he was feeling guilty and a little shaken. You’d never taken that tone with any of them. But the situation had called for it. You compliment Jongdae on his cooking and turn your focus back to your dish.

After a few minutes you heard him clear his throat. You kept your eyes on your meal, not wanting to engage until he speaks. “Um…” He starts, his voice smaller than usual, unsure of how he should tackle this. “Look… I uh,”

You look up.

He’s fidgeting with his hands, his gaze not meeting yours. He’s looking at a spot over your shoulder so it looks like he’s making eye contact but he isn’t.

You wait.

“Aish, why is this difficult?” He seems to say more to himself than to anyone in particular. “Look, I’msorryforwhatIsaid.” The words rush out. He shakes his head and takes a deep breath. “I’m sorry for speaking about you like that. It was out of line and not fair to you or to Minseok hyung. Please don’t be mad at me.” He pouts. “I know it’s not an excuse but I’m just so tired and that little filter between my brain and my mouth clearly isn’t working properly.”

“Oh? When did it ever work?” Jongdae chuckles as he pokes Baekhyun. Just like that the tension that was hanging over the table is broken.

You reach over and grab Baekhyun’s hand for a moment, giving it a reassuring squeeze before letting go, grabbing his glass to refill. To anyone else it would have looked like you were reaching for his glass. “I accept your apology Baek. All three of you are tired and on edge because of all of this subunit prep so you need to be more considerate of others when you’re joking around.” He nods.

“Sorry Minseok.” He adds, looking at the elder.

Minseok waves him off nonchalantly now that he’s mostly calmed down. “It’s fine, just, not in public dude. You might not remember but we’re kind of popular.”  

***

How were you supposed to make sense of the mass of paperwork that had been handed to you? You thought you were just going to receive the script for the ments not the planning for the entire concert. You felt your anxiety creeping up as you flipped through page after page of stage directions, song selections, choreography amendments, lighting, costume changes - the whole concert. The concert document was like 40 pages long and the section you were responsible for? 3 pages. Then they’d tacked on multiple interview questions for pre and post concert from approved interviews. It wasn’t uncommon for journalists to have to submit their questions for approval. You wondered if any of the interviews were unscripted or if you had all of them in this document. If this was all of them then it made your job easy, even if the interview might feel a bit rehearsed, but a part of you hoped that there was at least one or two spur of the moment interviews. Those were always far more genuine and entertaining, even if they did stress the managers and PR team.

Still, you stared at the document until your eyes started to sting. Eventually you reminded yourself that the whole document wasn’t for you and that you just needed to go through and organise the whole thing in order for you to feel less burdened. So you sat at your desk and you broke out the highlighters (to think you never thought you’d have a need for twelve colours - how wrong you were). You assigned nine to the members, then left one for stage directions - including costume changes, choreography and song titles, one for lighting cues & the final one for the speeches and interviews.

You spent the better part of your afternoon highlighting the document & photocopying it so that you had a copy with you at all times and one stuck to your wall so that you could see the whole concert in one go. Forty pages on a wall meant some rearranging of your furniture and covering one wall like a homicide detective in a tv show but the visual helped you. A sea of colour stared back at you but you found it oddly calming. You could see the parts where you would be responsible for how well the guys did and in the grand scheme of the concert, your part was minimal.

The ding of your phone told you that you had received a new email, probably containing your itinerary for the tour. The notification was more than that though. It was a sign that all of this was real, and that you were so close to completing your assigned task. That thought alone left you with mixed feelings. You felt a surge of pride at finally being able to show the fruits of your labour but you also felt sad because once this tour was completed you would be assigned a new group to work with which meant that you would be spending less time with the guys. Sure, you still lived in the same building and you’d still talk but you wouldn’t be able to freely spend as much time with them when you weren’t under the guise of being their teacher, which wasn’t a lie it’s just, at this points, you felt like more than just their teacher.

Not wanting to let yourself slip into a bout of self pity you decided to distract yourself. You picked up your phone and opened your contact list, scrolling until you found the name you desired and pressed the icon to dial the number. It rang for a few moments before they picked up. “Noona?” His voice singsonged down the line.

“Hi Baek. Are you guys practising?” You asked.

“No we’re just bathing in our own sweat for fun?” He replied. When you didn’t respond with an equally witty retort he continued. “Yeah we are. Why?”

“Can I come and get a sneak peek of this new rookie group? I hear that you wouldn’t believe that they’re rookies, that they act like they’re 4th year idols.” You chuckled.

You heard light laughter through the phone before he murmured to someone, possibly a manager to see if they were allowed to have anyone see their choreo. Which, you didn’t really understand since you were working with them but you kept quiet about that. “You’re allowed noona. We’re in the usual practice room.”

“See you soon Baekhyun.” You smiled as you hung up and prepared to leave your apartment.

***

“Ok so we shoot the VCR to show in the concert tomorrow, then the MV in four days?” Minseok asked. Their manager nodded and continued to go through their additional schedules with them as they took a short break from dance practice.

You’d arrived in time to see the end of the choreo for one of the songs. They’d slumped to the floor and tiredly waved at you as you entered the room, you were going to go and chat to them but you spotted their manager making a beeline for them so you took a seat at the side of the room and waited.

“Red?” Baekhyun asked with a bright grin on his face. When the manager nodded he called out to you. “Noona! I’m gonna have red hair!”

You send him a thumbs up and smiled. “That’ll look gr-”

“GREEN?!” Minseok yelled. “What the fuck?” You watched as Jongdae tried to calm him down while Baekhyun laughed and teased his hyung about the new hair colour choices. Baekhyun turned to grin at you, a rookie mistake. As soon as he took his eyes off Minseok, the elder grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him to the floor to get his revenge as well as partly get out some of his frustration over the green hair. You didn’t see the big deal, neither did their manager or Jongdae, but apparently green was a terrible choice as far as Minseok was concerned. So much so that he reasoned with the staff to only have it for the MV and then have it fade as fast as possible.

“While those two bicker did you want to hear the concept for our MV noona?” Jongdae asked.

You nodded and moved closer to him and another staff member. “Please.”

“The VCR we’re filming is mostly sportswear and it’ll be funny. Junmyeon hyung is going to do a series of cameos but the killing part, the part that one of those two is blissfully unaware of, is Baekhyun cross-dressing for a small cameo.” He explained.

“Oh my god.”

Jongdae chuckled. “He’s gonna flip out when he finds out tomorrow. He forgets that he lost a bet with me though, and I got to pick who would wear the dress.” He laughed quietly as he described the outfits and the theme of the video, making you swear not to tell Baekhyun about the surprise cross-dressing. “Our full length MV is inspired by Kingsmen, so we’re in suits for most of it. There’s a party section and a office that kind of turns into a campfire… it’s hard to explain but I think it’ll look really good.”

“Is the choreo harder now that there are only the three of you or is it easier to learn?”

“So much harder! Baekhyun picks up choreo really quickly so he makes it look easy, and Minseok stays back to practice alone with our teachers. Then like that,” he clicks his fingers, “he’s got it down. I’m doing my best but I know my weaknesses will show more since we have less members. We’re all nervous which is why we’ve been practicing so hard.”

The other two seemed to remember that they had a guest and stopped bickering to come over and join you and Jongdae. “So, do I get to see any of your choreo or did I just come all the way down here to witness two of you act like children fighting over a crayon?” You chided. Jongdae grinned smugly next to you so you poked him as a warning.

Baekhyun nodded and dragged you to a new spot in the room so that you had the ideal view of their routine. The others got into position as they waited for Baekhyun to rejoin them. Their instructor took a seat next to you and introduced himself. You’d seen him around the building but hadn’t ever met him. He explained the concept a bit more to you and the song before turning his attention back to the guys, giving each member small notes on their performance. He cued the music and sat back down to watch.

They exceeded your expectations so much that you were speechless. You’d expected a slightly less difficult choreo but the three of them had gone for a non stop dance and it was slick and so damn good. “What the hell you guys?!” Not the words you wanted to go with but by the time you worked out how to speak again that was all that came out. They looked confused for a moment until they saw you flailing and grinning from ear to ear. You were certain that you looked crazy but in reality you were doing your best not to swear and screech unprofessionally at them.

“They’ve done really well. At first I wasn’t sure if I’d made the dance too difficult but once we started working on it I had faith that they’d get there.” Their instructor smiled at you as he got up to go talk to the guys (who were in a heap on the floor, practice was exhausting after all).

“The choreo is really good, don’t forget to take a little praise yourself.” You smiled at him.

They took an extended break after chatting with their instructor and managers. The rest of the group would be joining them within the hour anyway to go over some concert prep. What good was your colour coded schedule if they consistently added more unplanned meetings and practices that you didn’t know about? You’d all decided to go get coffee and snacks while waiting for the others to arrive.

“I think you three might be the best rookie group I’ve seen.” You said in-between bites of your cupcake.

Minseok chuckled as he took a sip of coffee & sighed like it was bringing him back to life. “We should be, we’ve had years of practice.”

“You liked it?” Jongdae asked.

You nodded. “It was more than I expected and each one of you was perfect. I knew you’d been spending more time here but I thought you were exaggerating how tired you were once you got back to the dorm, I stand corrected though. You’ve really been putting a lot of work into this sub-unit and it shows. You should be proud of what you’ve done.”

All three smiled shyly and busied themselves by eating or drinking so that they didn’t have to respond to your praises. You laughed and went back to your own snack knowing you could wait them out. “Thank you noona.” Baekhyun said softly. The other two quickly followed suit. You’d come to realise that they knew how to react when they were on stage or in front of a camera but as soon as you removed those things they became shy and unsure of how to receive compliments. It had to be difficult to readjust, on stage they could throw out finger hearts or give big reactions but that felt contrived and weird when you removed the stage and the screaming fans.

“You three are adorable, you know that?” You grinned as you got up and made your way back to the practice rooms. “The others should be arriving soon, let’s head back.”

***

“Jongin for the last time, stop trying to distract Kyungsoo. You know what happens when you annoy the shit out of him.” Junmyeon scolded.

Chanyeol laughed as Jongin ignored their leader and continued pestering Kyungsoo when he wasn’t looking. Either he is about to get smacked or Kyungsoo has the patience of a saint. You thought to yourself.

They’d been doing a quick run through of the concert for the past couple of hours, discussing song order and staging. The floor was becoming a mess of different coloured tape as the staff mapped out the stage and guided the guys to their positions. They were focused and professional, proving to you that they had been doing this and doing it well for years. They ran through choreo, with Jongin demonstrating the routines that the others hadn’t yet learned - the sheer amount of work that went into a concert floored you. After all of that you’d thought your part would be a cake walk. The introduction speeches had gone well - they were the easiest after all - and now you were up to the second round of speeches. You noticed that some of the members started to mess around with each other while anyone else was talking. Professional and focused flew out the window the moment they had nothing to do. Minseok had dropped Baekhyun to the floor once, you chalked it up to residual frustration from their earlier altercation coupled with Baekhyun deciding to bite Minseok’s shoulder. He only tried once. Sehun was a much easier target since he wouldn’t deck his hyung. Jongin was poking and generally irritating Kyungsoo and Chanyeol was doing his best not to fall to the floor laughing.

You did your best to pay attention to whoever was actually speaking and to give them feedback but you were quickly realising that you had your work cut out for you. This was going to be like corralling a bunch of 6 year olds. The good parts were their interactions felt natural, their banter and ad libs were funny, cute and playful. The things you needed to try and avoid were them being so distracted that they forgot their speech, Chanyeol and Jongin especially, and that they didn’t murder their members on stage - Minseok, Kyungsoo and Junmyeon looked like they were on their last tether when you called it a night.

The concert was going to be here before you knew it and suddenly you felt less prepared than you ever had.

***

“Ok but how did you not belt him?”

You heard Kyungsoo chuckle on the other end of the line. “If I react to every single thing he does then I’d be labelled as a thug. If I react at random it not only keeps him on his toes but he also knows when he’s gone too far.”

“Ah, I guess that makes sense. He doesn’t seem scared of you retaliating though. You reply as you settle onto your couch with a bowl of ice cream, extra sprinkles because you were still feeling a little off.

“He forgets while he is acting up but you should see him when he really knows he’s fucked up. He remembers past incidents vividly.”

“You know, you can be really scary when you want to be.” You mumble as you try to eat a spoonful of your ice cream.

“Are you eating right now?” He asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.

“Mmhmm”

“It’s like 3am, you really shouldn’t be eating sweets at this hour.” His warm voice scolded.

“It’s like 3am, you really shouldn’t be answering your phone this late.” You retort.

“Touche.” He chuckled. “Why’d you call?” He asked. “Not that I mind, it’s just, we only saw you a couple of hours ago.”

You sighed. “Honestly, I’m not sure why I rang.”

“Are you ok?”

“Hmm? Yeah.”

“Don’t take up acting, you suck at it. What’s wrong?” He sounded more awake now. At the start of the call he’d been half asleep and his voice had had that warm, rumbly sound to it. It was still warm but now it was laced with concern and alertness.

“I guess I’m just feeling overwhelmed. I knew I was being hired to help with your concert but now that the thing is literally taped to my wall and I can see just how much of a behemoth it is, I don’t feel like I can prepare you guys well enough.” The words flow out of your mouth before you can stop them. Kyungsoo has this effect on you, you know he just wants to make sure you’re ok but you know that if you don’t tell him the whole story he’d be at your door within 5 minutes and would refuse to leave until you let him in.

“You colour coded it didn’t you?” He stated it more than asking it.

“Yes but -”

“Then you can clearly see how much of the concert does not rely on you.”

“Yes but -” He cut you off a second time, clearly wanting you to be quiet and hear him out. Normally you’d cut in and fight to be heard but you had woken the poor guy up and ass o’clock and he was trying to give you advice, bluntness excused given the ungodly hour.

“I’m not saying this to dismiss your concerns but rather, to remind you that you are only responsible for your part. Each member of staff is only responsible for their assigned role; costume is only responsible for making sure we have the right clothes set out and to ensure a quick and smooth change, lighting are only responsible for their cues, you get the picture. If any one of the nine of us fuck that up, that is not the staff members fault, that’s on us.” He emphasised how heavily every department hinged on them performing, as though the pressure and expectations for the concert were completely on them, which didn’t sit right with you but the more you thought on it the more you saw his point. If they messed up and missed a dance move or stood in the wrong spot no one would blame the choreographer or the lighting director, they’d blame the member who messed up. The pressure they had on their shoulders would cripple you but they consistently showed you how capable they were and how dedicated they were to doing things to the best of their abilities. “The good thing for you is, we’re kind of good at this and this won’t be the first time we’ve done this. I can also honestly speak for all of us when I tell you that you’ve been the most engaging teacher and you’ve made the lessons fun, and that’s not including your uh.. private ones. It’s daunting to look at but you just have to remember to break it down. Yell at us and put us in our place if we’re mucking about too much during rehearsal, I promise you we won’t hold it against you.”

You were silent for a few moments as you let all of his words sink in. Somehow he’d managed to lift the helpless feeling you’d had all day and made you feel like you could do this. Like you were good enough at your job to pull this off. “Thank you Soo.” You said softly.

“Anytime.” He replied quietly. He paused for a few seconds then added. “Now stop eating ice cream and go to bed you heathen.”

A/N: Sorry for the lengthy delay, I know this chapter wasn’t too eventful but I hope you still enjoy it. Thanks for reading, let me know what you think of this update :)

Masterpost | Chapter 33 | Chapter 35

[octosan]

RIP in the Gossip Sea

[by Cosmo-P]

Everyone gets a little carried away, y’know

When they’re criticizing each other each day for everything

Acting as if this world is just a brief interval

Just a place to relieve their boredom until it’s time to go

-

I fell into despair cause there was nothing to do

My eyes were becoming cold and glassy like those of a fish

As I lurked, I simply stared into empty space

As I stared, I naturally shut down my thinking brain

-

Ahh, I’ve come to not care about anything now

But there’s something new that I have finally found out; it’s the most interesting of content, yes

H-U-M-A-N, HUMANS, of course!

-

Make no bones about it, this “gossip” has to be

Greater than any cheap trashy novel to read

They all forget that what you sow is what you reap

And that what goes around will come around eventually

-

Bashing people, though not to make them go away

Cause we all go “Rip” if they should vanish anyway

This tireless crusade of “justice” is fun, is enough

To kill people virtually

-

Acting like they’re sheep, people tend to always, believe

In what the vocal minority speaks

This is a "holy war” between the either extremes

And now those stuck in the middle can do nothing by weep

-

“Did you hear ‘bout the awful things that this person’s done?”

“See how good a person I am, advertising for this cause”

Even those SJWs aren’t warrior enough

For this great human drama touting a god-awful plot

-

Please, I just want to live out my life in peace

This all is harmless and isn’t about me, 

I’ll keep reading this content

H-U-M-A-N, HUMANS, of course!

-

Make no bones about it, this “gossip” has to be

More addictive than any music, you’ll see

So go on bashing people and hold nothing back

Come on, and join the fun of all the flaming and attacks

-

Making a fuss over some new idiot today

But after we’re bored of him we’ll just throw him away

Oh those are the cheap kind of laughs that we seek

To appease our excitement-craving needs

-

We’re all laughing too much

We make way too much fuss

We’re all laughing too much

We make way too much fuss

-

R.I.P in the Gossip Sea

You’ll sink to the bottom if you don’t know how to swim

All the fools who would use to argue with me

All ended up drowning in the sea as well

-

(Oh, that’s sad...)

(That’s so sad...!)

(Now I feel bad!!)

(But not really)

-

Make no bones about it, this “gossip” has to be

Greater than any cheap trashy novel to read

They all forget that what you sow is what you reap

And that what goes around will come around eventually

-

Bashing people, though not to make them go away

Cause we all go “Rip” if they should vanish anyway

This tireless crusade of “justice” is fun, is enough

To kill people IRL

-

Make no bones about it, this “gossip” has to be

More addictive than any music, you’ll see

So go on bashing people and hold nothing back

Come on, and join the fun of all the flaming and attacks

-

Making a fuss over some new idiot today

But after you’re bored of him we’ll just throw him away

Oh those are the cheap kind of laughs that we seek

To appease our excitement-craving needs

-

I hope I’ll be able to continue watching

Humankind, and its amazing specimens

I hope I’ll be able to continue watching

Humankind, and its amazing specimens

-

With my indifferent, clouded-over eyes

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PACING GUIDE

(please note that this is a rundown of how I imagine these lyrics being sung as illustrated by the separation of syllables in the original romaji. this is not a representation of how the original Japanese lyrics are supposed to be sung or written i.e. some syllables may be made to run together, one syllable may be stretched out into more than one, some romaji are on a different line from where they are in the original, etc.)

da-re-mo-ka-re-mo-hi-sshi-ni-na-t, te-sa

Everyone gets a little carried away, y’know

kyou-mo-aa-de-mo-ko-de-mo-nai-to-na-ji-ri-a-i

When they’re criticizing each other each day for everything

ma-ru-de-sha-ba-wa-ku-ta-ba-ru-ma-de-no

Acting as if this world is just a brief interval

ta-i-ku-tsu-shi-no-gi-da-to-de-mo-ii-ta-ge-da

Just a place to relieve their boredom until it’s time to go

-

bo-ku-wa-shin-da-sa-ka-na-no-you-na-me-de

I fell into despair cause there was nothing to do

na-ni-mo-o-mo-shi-ro-ku-nai-to-ka-tteni-zet-su-bou

My eyes were becoming cold and glassy like those of a fish

ji-tto-na, ri-o-hi-so-me-bu-za-ma-ni

As I lurked, I simply stared into empty space

po-kan-to, ku-chi-a-ke-te shi-kou-te-i-shi

As I stared, I naturally shut down my thinking brain

-

aa, fu-kan-shou-ni-na-tteshi-ma-tta-bo-ku-ga

Ahh, I’ve come to not care about anything now

sa-ga-shi-te-sa-ga-shi-te-ta-do-ri-tsui-ta; yuu-kyo-ku-o-mo-shi-ro kon-ten-tsu

But there’s something else that I have finally found out; it’s the most interesting of content, yes

H-U-M-A-N-nin-gen, sa-ma

H-U-M-A-N, HUMANS, of course!

-

hi-to-wa-so-re-o, go-shi-ppu-to-yo-bu

Make no bones about it, this “gossip” has to be

don-na-sho-u-set-su-yo-ri-mo-ki-na-ri

Greater than any cheap trashy novel to read

hi-to-o-no-ro-wa-ba-a-na-fu-ta-tsu

They all forget that what you sow is what you reap

sha-ba-no-kuu-ki-wa-ku-ru-ku-ru-ma-wa-ru

And that what goes around will come around eventually

-

shi-na-na-i, tei-do-ni-it-a-me-tsu-ke

Bashing people, though not to make them go away

shin-da-ra-mu-se-ki-nin-ni-te-o-a-wa-se

But we all go “Rip” if they should vanish anyway

na-ri-ya-mu-ko-to-na-i-gif-un-wa, kyo-u-mo

This tireless crusade of “justice” is fun, is enough

hi-to-sa-e-ko-ro-su

To kill people virtually

-

sei-gi-me-ga-hon-ka-ra-ta-re-na-ga, shimou-mo

Acting like they’re sheep, people tend to always, believe

kufu-shi-a-na-shin-ji-te-o-do-tte

In what the vocal minority speaks

shin-ja-to-an-chi-no-shu-u-kyou-se-n-so-u

This is a "holy war” between the either extremes

haz-a-ma-de-na-ku-wa-mo-no-yu-wa-nu-ko-e

And now those stuck in the middle can do nothing by weep

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ait-su-wa-hi-doi-a-ku-ji-ha-ta-ra-i-ta

“Did you hear ‘bout the awful things that this person’s done?”

o-re-wa-ko-nnani-ta da-shii, shu-chou-o-shi-te-i-ru

“See how good a person I am, advertising for this cause”

he-ta-na-kan-zen-cho-u-a-ku-mo-ka-su-mu

Even those SJWs aren’t warrior enough

don-bi-ki-shi-na-ri-o-hyu-u-man-do-o-ra-ma

For this great human drama touting a god-awful plot

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aa, hei-on-bu-ji-nii-kite-i-ki-tai-na

Please, I just want to live out my life in peace

ga-men-no-mu-kou-no-mu-kan-ke-i-na

This all is harmless and isn’t about me,

an-shin-an-zen-kon-ten-tsu

I’ll keep reading this content

H-U-M-A-N-nin-gen, sa-ma

H-U-M-A-N, HUMANS, of course!

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hi-to-wa-so-re-o, go-shi-ppu-to-yo-bu

Make no bones about it, this “gossip” has to be

don-na-o-n-ga-ku-yo-ri-do-rag-gu

More addictive than any music, you’ll see

hi-to-o-no-ro-wa-ba-mu-ge-n-da-i

So go on bashing people and hold nothing back

sha-ba, no-ku-u-ki-wa-o-ma-tsu-ri-sa-wa-gi

Come on, and join the fun of all the flaming and attacks

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ba-ka-ka-tsu-gi-da-shi-ni-gi-ya-ka-shi

Making a fuss over some new idiot today

a-ki-ta-ra-su-to-n-to-o-to-shi-me-te

But after we’re bored of him we’ll just throw him away

ta-no-shi-sa-ni-ue-ru-bo-ku-ra-wa

Oh those are the cheap kind of laughs that we seek

ge-bi-ta-wa-ra-i-mo-to-me-ru

To appease our excitement-craving needs

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wa-rai-su-gite-hora

We’re all laughing too much

ao-ri-su-gite-ho-ra

We make way too much fuss

wa-rai-su-gite-hora

We’re all laughing too much

ao-ri-su-gite-ho-ra

We make way too much fuss

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R-I-P-go-shippu-no-umi 

RIP in the Gossip Sea

u-ra-mi-tsu-ra-mi-no-hai-sha-ga-shi-zu-mu

You’ll sink to the bottom if you don’t know how to swim

ka-tsu-te-ta-ta-ka-tta-ak-u-yuu-mo

All the fools who would use to argue with me

mi-nna-ko-no-u-mi-ni-shi-zun-dan-da

All ended up drowning in the sea as well

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ka-nashii-naa

(Oh, that’s sad...)

ka-nashii-naa

(That’s so sad...!)

ka-nashii-naaa

(Now I feel bad!!)

hait-nan-chat-tee

(But not really)

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hi-to-wa-so-re-o, go-shi-ppu-to-yo-bu 

Make no bones about it, this “gossip” has to be

don-na-sho-u-set-su-yo-ri-mo-ki-na-ri

Greater than any cheap trashy novel to read

hi-to-o-no-ro-wa-ba-a-na-fu-ta-tsu

They all forget that what you sow is what you reap

sha-ba-no-kuu-ki-wa-ku-ru-ku-ru-ma-wa-ru

And that what goes around will come around eventually

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shi-na-na-i, tei-do-ni-it-a-me-tsu-ke

Bashing people, though not to make them go away

shin-da-ra-mu-se-ki-nin-ni-te-o-a-wa-se

But we all go “Rip” if they should vanish anyway

na-ri-ya-mu-ko-to-na-i-gif-un-wa, kyo-u-mo

This tireless crusade of “justice” is fun, is enough

hi-to-sa-e-ko-ro-su

To kill people IRL

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hi-to-wa-so-re-o, go-shi-ppu-to-yo-bu 

Make no bones about it, this “gossip” has to be

don-na-o-n-ga-ku-yo-ri-do-rag-gu

More addictive than any music, you’ll see

hi-to-o-no-ro-wa-ba-mu-ge-n-da-i

So go on bashing people and hold nothing back

sha-ba, no-ku-u-ki-wa-o-ma-tsu-ri-sa-wa-gi

Come on, and join the fun of all the flaming and attacks

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ba-ka-ka-tsu-gi-da-shi-ni-gi-ya-ka-shi

Making a fuss over some new idiot today

a-ki-ta-ra-su-to-n-to-o-to-shi-me-te

But after we’re bored of him we’ll just throw him away

ta-no-shi-sa-ni-ue-ru-bo-ku-ra-wa

Oh those are the cheap kind of laughs that we seek

ge-bi-ta-wa-ra-i-mo-to-me-ru

To appease our excitement-craving needs

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zu-tto-zu-tto-zu-tto-mi-te-i-ta-in-da

I hope I’ll be able to continue watching

zu-tto-zu, tto-zu-tto-nin-gen-sa-ma-o

Humankind, and its amazing specimens

zu-tto-zu-tto-zu-tto-mi-te-i-ta-in-da

I hope I’ll be able to continue watching

zu-tto-zu, tto-zu-tto-nin-gen-sa-ma-o

Humankind, and its amazing specimens

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ni-go-tta-ren-zu, de-mi-te-i-tai

With my indifferent, clouded-over eyes