Novel Snippets
all translated by anni_fiesta who is amaaaaazing. With all the extra 'a's.
Izaya showed his empty palms in a dramatic gesture to the woman who looked about the same age as he was, or somewhat older.
"I've already had you working on everything that needs to be worked on at this point! Ahh, how boring."
"......May I beat you up?"
"No. What's the matter, am I not paying you a pretty decent salary? I don't think beating up your head man would be a good idea."
"In that case, I'm going to beat you up once I receive my salary."
Yagiri Namie said this in an icy tone that didn't sound like a joke at all. Izaya's shoulders retracted slightly as he turned his gaze outside the window again.
Namie, who continued to leaf through the files, raised a question as she went to fetch the newest printed document from the printer on Izaya's desk.
"What's to be done with this strange document?"
"That you just send to Awakusu-kai like usual. Ahh, and after that...send the blue envelope on the right shelf via registered mail to Mr. Yamada in Toukin...and combine the fourth document from the top on the second shelf below that one with the yellow envelope on the center shelf on the left; in a green envelope you'll find a bill, send those two envelopes to the client in Sakurashin Town* listed in the address book on the computer. When you're done with that, make a copy of the name list of debtors on my desk, send that in mail to Manager Sunagawara at Fundle Feld Sand Riverside Finance; and send an e-mail to Mr. Shiki at Awakusu-kai saying 'The chocolate is still not found.' and delete the email and erase all traces of it straight away; then turn to page. 84 of that crossword magazine by that computer and write 'BROKEN WINDOW EFFECT', 'SHARK', 'TRANSYLVANIA' and 'NATTOU-MAKI' in the blanks. I can't fill in the last one either, so you'll have to do it."
Izaya delivered all this as he would a brain age test without turning his eyes away from the window.
When he was done, he turned his head to look and found a completely silent and non-inquiring Namie bent on her work. Not only did she finish every task perfectly - she also rearranged the order in which she carried them out for maximum efficiency.
"......The last one is 'TOCOPHERYL ACID SUCCINATE CALCIUM'......what's with this mixing of jargon with everyday words? This crossword puzzle really sucks."
"Spectacular job."
Izaya clapped his hands lightly as he watched Namie finish the string of tasks.
"......You did a pretty spectacular job yourself pointing out where everything was without even looking."
"Thanks to you having arranged them all in perfect order."
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Namie just listened for a second without feeling like there was anything to say - and then, pausing suddenly, turned her eyes to Izaya for the first time.
"Does that mean you have some trust in me now?"
"It's different from real trust...I just felt like I should at least tell you a thing or two about myself to keep my right-hand woman from turning against me."
"Why don't you just go and die already?"
Namie said curtly and turned back to her work, adding in a fact that sounded like revenge.
"Speaking of which - [highlight for spoilers] your sisters too are gonna be Raira students from now on."
"......You sure are very well-informed."
Izaya's expression verged on the uncomfortable.
"Just thought you should know that I've done my research on my head man as well."
"......How should I put it...well, I do that all the time to other people, but..."
It's a different thing altogether to have that done to myself - he laughed bitterly as if to say. Deciding to abandon the work at hand for the moment, he leaned into his chair and continued to talk as if to himself.
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"Oy, Namie."
"What is it?"
Namie continued to digest trivial tasks without looking up from her own laptop. Izaya, eyes fixed on his desktop display, spoke with a refreshing smile.
"Want me to treat you to some hotpot? The shabu-shabu kind or the crab pot, pick whatever you think is good."
"Would you please refrain from using me to comfort your ego just because everybody else in the chatroom has friends to eat hotpot with?"
Izaya looked away slightly and shook his head at Namie's reply.
"......So you saw all that."
[ From HERE ]
Izaya showed his empty palms in a dramatic gesture to the woman who looked about the same age as he was, or somewhat older.
"I've already had you working on everything that needs to be worked on at this point! Ahh, how boring."
"......May I beat you up?"
"No. What's the matter, am I not paying you a pretty decent salary? I don't think beating up your head man would be a good idea."
"In that case, I'm going to beat you up once I receive my salary."
Yagiri Namie said this in an icy tone that didn't sound like a joke at all. Izaya's shoulders retracted slightly as he turned his gaze outside the window again.
Namie, who continued to leaf through the files, raised a question as she went to fetch the newest printed document from the printer on Izaya's desk.
"What's to be done with this strange document?"
"That you just send to Awakusu-kai like usual. Ahh, and after that...send the blue envelope on the right shelf via registered mail to Mr. Yamada in Toukin...and combine the fourth document from the top on the second shelf below that one with the yellow envelope on the center shelf on the left; in a green envelope you'll find a bill, send those two envelopes to the client in Sakurashin Town* listed in the address book on the computer. When you're done with that, make a copy of the name list of debtors on my desk, send that in mail to Manager Sunagawara at Fundle Feld Sand Riverside Finance; and send an e-mail to Mr. Shiki at Awakusu-kai saying 'The chocolate is still not found.' and delete the email and erase all traces of it straight away; then turn to page. 84 of that crossword magazine by that computer and write 'BROKEN WINDOW EFFECT', 'SHARK', 'TRANSYLVANIA' and 'NATTOU-MAKI' in the blanks. I can't fill in the last one either, so you'll have to do it."
Izaya delivered all this as he would a brain age test without turning his eyes away from the window.
When he was done, he turned his head to look and found a completely silent and non-inquiring Namie bent on her work. Not only did she finish every task perfectly - she also rearranged the order in which she carried them out for maximum efficiency.
"......The last one is 'TOCOPHERYL ACID SUCCINATE CALCIUM'......what's with this mixing of jargon with everyday words? This crossword puzzle really sucks."
"Spectacular job."
Izaya clapped his hands lightly as he watched Namie finish the string of tasks.
"......You did a pretty spectacular job yourself pointing out where everything was without even looking."
"Thanks to you having arranged them all in perfect order."
[ From HERE ]
=====================
Namie just listened for a second without feeling like there was anything to say - and then, pausing suddenly, turned her eyes to Izaya for the first time.
"Does that mean you have some trust in me now?"
"It's different from real trust...I just felt like I should at least tell you a thing or two about myself to keep my right-hand woman from turning against me."
"Why don't you just go and die already?"
Namie said curtly and turned back to her work, adding in a fact that sounded like revenge.
"Speaking of which - [highlight for spoilers] your sisters too are gonna be Raira students from now on."
"......You sure are very well-informed."
Izaya's expression verged on the uncomfortable.
"Just thought you should know that I've done my research on my head man as well."
"......How should I put it...well, I do that all the time to other people, but..."
It's a different thing altogether to have that done to myself - he laughed bitterly as if to say. Deciding to abandon the work at hand for the moment, he leaned into his chair and continued to talk as if to himself.
[ From HERE ]
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"Oy, Namie."
"What is it?"
Namie continued to digest trivial tasks without looking up from her own laptop. Izaya, eyes fixed on his desktop display, spoke with a refreshing smile.
"Want me to treat you to some hotpot? The shabu-shabu kind or the crab pot, pick whatever you think is good."
"Would you please refrain from using me to comfort your ego just because everybody else in the chatroom has friends to eat hotpot with?"
Izaya looked away slightly and shook his head at Namie's reply.
"......So you saw all that."
[ From HERE ]