Hibiki's Blog Translations: Part 1
Translation by: Kaoru
Edit by: Nagashiwa
*note; Kaoru's first language is Japanese. But she has difficulties with English. So please forgive her if there are mistakes in the content.
DATE&TIME: 2011-06-23 21:34:51
The story of the beginning before the band. (Part 1)
Hi Everyone！
Do you spend Good night? I spend never spent a good night.
About what shall I talk to you?
Let me see.. this is troublesome.
I talk about my old days.
I caused a trouble case.
I have spend 3 months in jail. It is very useless time.
I usually not often read a book.
But I read the books named; 「Game no Tatsujin (Master of Game)」 and 「Watashi ha betsujin(I am another person)」.
It is really fun too read a book... I thought so ...for the fist time.
And..I also borrowed 「Mikeneko HOMES （tortoise shell cat HOMESS ）」 from police officer to read.
May be he might be happy, Because I said to him that it was interesting.
The invitation was very troublesome. The police heared me even about what I've forgot.
I only was able to give them only a vague answer.
Then they said me 「Your stories are different!」
That makes sense. Because I didn’t remember.
I think. Even a innocent person, they will feel as they did it themselves as in the way the police said.
In the case of me, It had really done by myself. But, I didn’t remember it in the end.
Jail is mixed residence.
Many kind of people move into there.
For example.. Gang, a thief, drug trafficker, charge of badly injury.
You start in the morting to clean the jail and to brush your teeth.
After that you will have a cold meal. And fortunately after that we are allowed to smoke.
We have to come out of the cell one by one and to smoke in front of watchman.
A few days after when I was restricted, a guy who is the "gang star" moved into the next cell.
When I toward to smoking section, the guy kicked with shout to me,
He was like 「Fuck you, I will kill you! Isn't it normal to let the seniors go first!?」
In that case, It would make sence if senior and young are at the same place, So I should be go first.
I thought because I was a kid that his anger was bigger.
I did stay in jail for a long time because I had many extra crime.
I used to tell me off watchman for writing graffiti by mｙ nail.
I did some great graffity by my nail and got yelled. (laugh)
sorry (laugh)
Anyway, being in jail is boring..
If we could watch TV, we might have been lucky!
But there is not such a reason to give that to a criminal.
All what you can do is just talking with a prisoner in same cage reluctantly.
If their crime is common theft, we could talk about it
「Oh,I see! you were caught in that way,unluckly」
On the other hand, There is a pattern to be over immediately.
One day, a new criminal entered the same cage.
We stayed together for hours. we getting into a talk a little.
Needless to say, It begin from such a story.
I was like 「What have you done?」
He was like 「I'm a Underwear thief」
The conversation was over at that point.
I didn’t feel like ask him how he did do it afterwards.
I looked at scenery that slightly been seen from the interrogation room
while spending such a bore everyday.
But all I could see was only the passerby and government office.
I felt that freedom is great, at the sight of the reef, the trees lining on a street and waved in a soft breeze.
It might was the time of a festival.
I heared the voice of happy lauging people and the chearful music who was played outside.
All what I could do was looking at the dirty white wall and to sleep together with criminals who you don't know well.
I longed for that I could walk on the street freely.
A Policement and a fellow of the same fringe said to me "Because it's the first offence, you will get out with a stay of exection"
To be honest, I wanted to have freedom.I thought no matter which way.
About 3 months after, I was moved from the detention center to the prison.
Thinking of it, it was really foolish.
Althought I felt a little bit lonely about leaving the dentention.
The atmosphre of he prison was total different from detention center.
The building is dark and has a cold color.
"Huh??" Is it my house?
Then I was taken by a prison guard to another room something like a inspection room?
To the official room?
I didn’t know the name of this room.
We walked towards there and entered the room.
Well I think ..maybe this blog is boring.
Because content of this story has a dark feeling. It’s unlike of Visual-Kei.
Doesn’t it matter? ...Do you want to read sequal?
Of this sort of content?
I’ll stop by to write a sequal. (Limit it to ameba member)
Well, It’s about time.
Please enjoy rest of your day.
By the way. I was remind me that it is not 「Kuroneko HOMES」 but 「Mikeneko HOMES」.
Thanks to pointed out by Namisuke.
Thank you vey much!
Translation by: Kaoru
Edit by: Nagashiwa
*note; Kaoru's first language is Japanese. But she has difficulties with English. So please forgive her if there are mistakes in the content.
DATE&TIME: 2011-06-23 21:34:51
The story of the beginning before the band. (Part 1)
Hi Everyone！
Do you spend Good night? I spend never spent a good night.
About what shall I talk to you?
Let me see.. this is troublesome.
I talk about my old days.
I caused a trouble case.
I have spend 3 months in jail. It is very useless time.
I usually not often read a book.
But I read the books named; 「Game no Tatsujin (Master of Game)」 and 「Watashi ha betsujin(I am another person)」.
It is really fun too read a book... I thought so ...for the fist time.
And..I also borrowed 「Mikeneko HOMES （tortoise shell cat HOMESS ）」 from police officer to read.
May be he might be happy, Because I said to him that it was interesting.
The invitation was very troublesome. The police heared me even about what I've forgot.
I only was able to give them only a vague answer.
Then they said me 「Your stories are different!」
That makes sense. Because I didn’t remember.
I think. Even a innocent person, they will feel as they did it themselves as in the way the police said.
In the case of me, It had really done by myself. But, I didn’t remember it in the end.
Jail is mixed residence.
Many kind of people move into there.
For example.. Gang, a thief, drug trafficker, charge of badly injury.
You start in the morting to clean the jail and to brush your teeth.
After that you will have a cold meal. And fortunately after that we are allowed to smoke.
We have to come out of the cell one by one and to smoke in front of watchman.
A few days after when I was restricted, a guy who is the "gang star" moved into the next cell.
When I toward to smoking section, the guy kicked with shout to me,
He was like 「Fuck you, I will kill you! Isn't it normal to let the seniors go first!?」
In that case, It would make sence if senior and young are at the same place, So I should be go first.
I thought because I was a kid that his anger was bigger.
I did stay in jail for a long time because I had many extra crime.
I used to tell me off watchman for writing graffiti by mｙ nail.
I did some great graffity by my nail and got yelled. (laugh)
sorry (laugh)
Anyway, being in jail is boring..
If we could watch TV, we might have been lucky!
But there is not such a reason to give that to a criminal.
All what you can do is just talking with a prisoner in same cage reluctantly.
If their crime is common theft, we could talk about it
「Oh,I see! you were caught in that way,unluckly」
On the other hand, There is a pattern to be over immediately.
One day, a new criminal entered the same cage.
We stayed together for hours. we getting into a talk a little.
Needless to say, It begin from such a story.
I was like 「What have you done?」
He was like 「I'm a Underwear thief」
The conversation was over at that point.
I didn’t feel like ask him how he did do it afterwards.
I looked at scenery that slightly been seen from the interrogation room
while spending such a bore everyday.
But all I could see was only the passerby and government office.
I felt that freedom is great, at the sight of the reef, the trees lining on a street and waved in a soft breeze.
It might was the time of a festival.
I heared the voice of happy lauging people and the chearful music who was played outside.
All what I could do was looking at the dirty white wall and to sleep together with criminals who you don't know well.
I longed for that I could walk on the street freely.
A Policement and a fellow of the same fringe said to me "Because it's the first offence, you will get out with a stay of exection"
To be honest, I wanted to have freedom.I thought no matter which way.
About 3 months after, I was moved from the detention center to the prison.
Thinking of it, it was really foolish.
Althought I felt a little bit lonely about leaving the dentention.
The atmosphre of he prison was total different from detention center.
The building is dark and has a cold color.
"Huh??" Is it my house?
Then I was taken by a prison guard to another room something like a inspection room?
To the official room?
I didn’t know the name of this room.
We walked towards there and entered the room.
Well I think ..maybe this blog is boring.
Because content of this story has a dark feeling. It’s unlike of Visual-Kei.
Doesn’t it matter? ...Do you want to read sequal?
Of this sort of content?
I’ll stop by to write a sequal. (Limit it to ameba member)
Well, It’s about time.
Please enjoy rest of your day.
By the way. I was remind me that it is not 「Kuroneko HOMES」 but 「Mikeneko HOMES」.
Thanks to pointed out by Namisuke.
Thank you vey much!