[Tyabann]

Originally Posted by Jintor

Just some quick scriptwork.

*snip*

/EDIT Holy crap Kaisos, I absolutely positively cannot wait to start writing some of these scenes.

//EDIT I was wondering if Kyon would have a sprite/character art? I think a) it would help to differentiate between Kyonko and Kyon, and b) it adds a visual punch to his narration. You know, kinda like in Fire Emblem, or the Courtroom bits of Phoenix Wright.

Couple things: Although the game refers to Koizumi as "Itsuki", Kyon refers to him in-text as "Koizumi". Also, Koizumi never refers to Kyon by name except when making fun of him and Mikuru a couple of times.

Also, Yuki is at the school library, not the big one in town.

Otherwise, looks good. Thanks, I can use this.

Originally Posted by otai

If Itsuki was honest with Kyon, they'd have a shounen rivalry too. Add in Haruki and their relationship would be like Goku, Vegeta and Piccolo.

To encourage Kogetsu Shirogane

Spoiler for Loli Teacher Kyonko:

As usual, during the spare time left over from conducting homeroom, I took to the task of counseling my No. 1 problem student, Haruki.

"Is it true that you had temporarily joined every club in school?"

"Yes, so?"

"And you really couldn't find any one that interests you?"

"I joined the Mystery Club, but it was just filled with detective story fans. I had hoped that there will be mysterious events like a body in school or little kids disappearing; but even if there were, those losers would never have the guts to out investigating!"

Don't hope for such scary things!

"I've also joined the Paranormal Research Society earlier, but those guys were just a bunch of occult maniacs! Doesn't that sound boring?"

Actually, I would agree with this statement.

"What about you, don't they have clubs that are actually interesting in MIT?"

Not really, it was mostly scientific interest groups there. The New World Order conspirators were mostly attending Yale.

He changed his annoyed face to an questioning one. "Why aren't you at MIT anyway? What are you doing here teaching?"

It's a long story; basically involving the usual MIT prank war, some music piracy, an expiring visa and getting on the no-fly list.

He returned to his annoyed face again. Before he completely lost his interest in our conversation, I launched a beautiful speech about the nature of human progress and achievement, and how human norms are only challenged by visionary pioneers, rather than the general public. He received it just as well as you would expect.

"Who asked you?"

The repercussions of my actions did not hit until later.

I was giving my lecture in the English class. Although I am actually a Mathematics and Physics teacher, the cheap cost cutting vice-principal said that since I had studied in America; I could surely handle the English substitute classes. I am again feeling a tinge of regret for not joining a private school. It was a warm spring day, resulting in half the class being sleepy. Myself, I could barely muster any enthusiasm at the lame syllabus I had been forced to spout. Honestly, these lessons would only create a bunch English language mouth-grinders . If I was at a desk, I'd surely be dozing off right now. This was when everyone was jolted awake by a crude shout. All eyes immediately turned to the culprit, Haruki.

"I got it!" That's nice... so what is it that you got? To my surprise he started stalking across to classroom to me, and pinned me against the blackboard like a wicked ancient landlord trapping a peasant girl. "A club!"

Even though Haruki was clearly speaking nonsense, his actions only served to ignite the rest of the class. "Hey, Suzumiya is attacking the teacher!" "Has he gone postal?" "Could it be he's confessing?"

Looks like I had to act decisively to put an end to the ruckus in class and squash their imaginations before they became rumors. I used the only weapon I had in hand, a piece of chalk and inserted it into his left nostril. He released me immediately and retreated into the front row desks

"You are in class right now, so I ask that you to go back to your seat. If you have any complaints, I will listen to them properly at the end of class."

He returned to his seat without another word.

But his obedience right then only served to fuel his audacity at the end of class. Right at the bell, he immediately came up to me and hoisted me onto his arms.

"Hey, what are you doing? Put me down!"

Haruki answered, "You promised to listen properly, didn't you? Well, this place is no good." With that said he sped out of class.

"Suzumiya has kidnapped the teacher!" "What is it he's going to do to Kyon-sensei?" Damn, too late to stop the rumors now.

He brought me to the top of the stairwell, and repeated the pose we had during class. Does this guy have a fetish for this?

With an utterly serious face, he said, "Join me." Hah? Please don't use sentences where the subject is absent to prevent misunderstanding. Also, why is it so hot up here?

"I'm starting a club, and you're going to be the club advisor teacher." Hey, don't decide things on your own.

"If you don't; I'll find out why you were thrown out of MIT and expose you!" Th... that does not scare me! Those court records are sealed!

"I'm going to prepare some things, so could you handle the club formation paperwork for me?" With that said, he left me there alone. It seems like king Haruki has made his judgment and the tyrant is simply deaf to protest.

Thinking about the situation; the bored unsociable Haruki had found something to interest him; and as his teacher, isn't it my responsibility to support him? Of course, knowing Haruki it is most likely going to be something absurd; but as his teacher, isn't it my responsibility to keep him in check?

I can only sigh as I walked down those stairs to my inevitable fate.

And because I was asked to.

Spoiler for Happy Mother's Day:

When did he stop believing in Santa Claus? A question as such would seem silly to ask, even in casual conversation; but to a mother, it tells her when her children had lost their childhood innocence. It’s a conundrum to consider whether this is a good thing or not, but inevitably, every parent will have to confront this nostalgia left in the wake of seeing their children become adults.

Observing my son, it appears that those questions could not be answered without his own words. Even as an infant, he was difficult to excite and appeared to have only a passing interest with the world. As his mother, I could not help but to worry. When he was younger, like many children, he enjoyed the fantastic and the supernatural but nothing in particular held his interest for long. Before long, they were forgotten completely and were treated as if he never cared. That boy had grown up without the enthusiasm that should be seen in youth; and seemed content to drift through life on the path of least resistance. In his elementary school, we had a call from his teacher when he didn’t turn in his ambition survey. He told everyone he was still thinking about it. Other children had put in playing sports, becoming famous, and other childhood dreams. In the end, he filled his ambitions survey with his father’s occupation.

It may not be right to feel this way, but I could accept his lack of hobbies if he would apply himself to his studies. Even without a target for his future, a successful education would give him a lot more options but disappointingly, he put no effort into this area. He would only dabble in his books, content with superficial knowledge. He would rather read an encyclopedia to distract himself than confront schoolwork. As a guide, a mother can only do so much. It had been frustrating to prod him into any action, even though he’s obedient enough to listen.

I suppose, I should be thankful enough for that. Maybe he is just a reflection of the trends in the youth of the country that had lost its direction from decades of uncertainty. At least he did not become a hikkikomori otaku or some other dangerous character.

When he entered High School, I’d hope he could find something to occupy and motivate him; maybe even finally introducing a girlfriend to us. However, what they say about wishes is true; they are often granted in the most alarming way.








The first signs of change were felt at the dinner table on a particularly anticipated spring day.

“Is there anything interesting in the first day at school?” I had asked the children.

The truth is, parents are probably more excited by the start of the school term than the children, especially at their difficult transitive ages. As such, a responsible parent must keep up with the ongoings of their children. <3

Our youngest, a sprightly 10 year old girl, bubbled with her satisfaction that she is still in the same class as her friends. She is just so cute, I am glad she is enjoying her school life without worries.
However, the main topic is actually my oldest, a stoic 16 year old boy who has just entered North High. High school life should be filled with the splendor of youth, shouldn't it? He should be entering a wonderful period of in his life that he'll always treasure as the bloom of his youth. Experiences that would make you laugh and cry with emotion. But for my son, his facial expression was like as always, as inscrutable as a haniwa. That made his story a small unexpected shock.
"The girl behind me gave the most incredible self-introduction. 'My name is Suzumiya Haruhi. I don't have any interest in ordinary people. If anyone here is an alien, time traveler, slider, or esper, please, come see me! That is all.' Isn't that amazing?"
It's also amazing to see such a bored face incongruously make such a bold statement. I would have expected excerpts from the principals speech instead.
But even more interesting is your tone of voice and verbatim quote. You would only have this much interest if the girl is pretty.
"Well, yeah..." Embarrassment is probably the only reaction I could get out of him on most days. This boy can often be incredibly dense.
I wonder what sort of personality would choose to attract such attention at the beginning of the school year? Even if she acts bit odd, one should keep an open mind. It would be nice if she is as mellow as your friend from middle school. Anyway, since you are neighbours, I hope you’re being nice to her.
So I had said then, but the next day I learned that Suzumiya Haruhi turned out to be a minor celebrity in town. The gossip was that she has a history of misbehaviour in East Junior High, even though she had very good curricular achievements. Surely some of those stories are an exaggeration? I wonder if my son would be safe in the same class? Would this be an unnecessary worry? Their personalities are so different, I doubt there would be much meaningful communication between them.


The days passed as normal until some time after golden week.
Our daughter has a personality opposite that of our son. Bursting with enthusiasm, she is often awake long before he is and would take to the task of waking him up with gusto. She is rather attached to her brother, often waiting for him to return from school so she can bother him to play with her. This day is no exception.

"Kyon-kun, you're late again.” she sulked when he returned. By the way, Kyon is my son’s nickname. Ever since she heard my husband’s sister use it my daughter had not addressed her brother in any other manner. Like a plague, she had spread this name so quickly that none of his friends had called him anything else since, much to his annoyance. Ah, I want to call him Kyon too <3, but it would be mean for his mother to do this, right?
Anyway, my son who is in the going home club; should definitely have returned earlier, and should have told us if he was going out with friends. This is the third day in a row he returned late. As a result, I had to abandon the chores to play checkers with his sister. You've been coming home later than usual lately, have you joined a club?

"Well, not so much "joined" as shanghaied by an insane girl, and not so much "club" as a brigade of UFO chasers; but all we really do is sit around and let our danchou molest and force a cute sempai into a maid uniform."
I blinked at him. Did you really do all that?
"Ah, no... there's this girl that... ah..."
I blinked at him again. Probably, he just started to chase a girl and wanted to throw us off. But by coming up with a fantastic story could only mean the girl herself would be somewhat...
Suzumiya Haruhi, right? Well, your mother heard some rumors. Fu fu, he made a somewhat funny face then.
It is all right, a mother would understand. It is already the age for you to socialize with a lot of different types of people and stay out more. As long as you don't neglect your studies or become a delinquent.
My reaction seemed to worry him, and he said to assure me; "Don't worry, I won't do anything dangerous."
Hey, without going into detail of what exactly you would not be doing, those words feel a little hollow. But your mother can surely trust you this much.


That night, that boy suddenly left the house. We found out through my daughter, who ran into him in the hallway. Now, it's not that we don't trust our children, and the crime rate in Japan is not particularly worrying for a teenage boy. It would just be nice for him to tell us beforehand! He managed to return at a time right before we were tempted to set a curfew.
"Ah, I had to return a book to a friend. It was an emergency."
Ah, I wish I had this boy's poker face. But as long as this isn't going to be a repeat performance, I'll let this one slide. But maybe I should tell my daughter to raise a larger ruckus if her brother tries anything funny again.
No, of course I shouldn't. It would be as if I had turned her into his prison warden; in addition to the morning calls she'd also sound the siren if he tries to escape. I should be more concerned about the cause of his new behavior patterns, rather than suppressing the symptoms.
Maybe, he finally found a girlfriend? No, it couldn't be, that was a little too quick for a satisfying rendezvous. Still, why do I have mixed feelings about this? Isn't this something I had hoped for him, a sign that he is growing properly?
If this boy does get a girlfriend, he has to shape up. Relationships are like plants, they have to be nurtured to grow. There used to be this nice girl he studied with, but ever since his middle school graduation he had not contacted her even once! I can accept it if it was simply not meant to be, but the thought that my son would adopt this attitude to every girl in his life is scary.
In the end, I could only conclude that whatever the reason, any sudden change of behavior in your children will make you nervous.


For the rest of the week, he showed little indication of what he is actually doing in school, only mentioning that he met new friends. New friends that suspiciously sound like they belong in a shounen high school story. A quiet girl, an energetic girl, a cute sempai and a cool bishounen. I wish my high school life had a variety of characters like such. His expression betrayed no enthusiasm, but for some reason his later return has become permanent part of his daily schedule. Come Sunday, he declared that he is going to hang out with his friends.
"Yes, my new friends. No, we haven't got anything planned, we're just hanging out. And I am not taking my sister!"
Is this boy at his rebellious age?
"Look, just leave me alone. This isn't a big deal, right? I'm already late. I'm leaving."

Are teenagers who are being secretive like this normal? He pedaled away a bit too hurriedly.

I remember when we bought that bicycle for him. It was a bit difficult for him to use, being a bit too large for his younger, smaller frame. But it seems that he had now grown into just the right size. When did this happen? Honestly, there are just too few signs for a mother to notice growth in their boys, unlike girls for whom growth are much more noticeable but are more complicated as well.

When he came back in the evening, he seemed melancholic somehow. Didn't you have fun?

He gave me a confused look. "Well, maybe."

Maybe you felt your new activities aren't worth your time?

"No, it's complicated."

Honestly, I can only hope that you enjoy your high school life while it lasts. It may have seem like trouble when making new friends, but you have to take the good with the bad. The Blue Bird of Happiness is found on the journey, not the destination. Don't fall into your old habit of quickly losing interest! Of course privately, I have my own doubts; it is rare to see something interest and occupy you so much, but your actions don't reassure your parents that you are walking the right road.

"I guess so. Meeting new people is... confusing. It's just made it not as much of a nice Sunday as I'd like."

I know just the cure for that. Playing with your sister, who had been sulking about you abandoning her all day.

Fufu, he has such a funny face whenever I say this.


At the beginning of this week, it had seemed that his new activities will soon become a welcome routine. On Tuesday, Kyon came back from school slightly odd. For some reason, he held onto his sister more than he usually would while he was helping with her homework; and he volunteered for chores. Did something happen in his high school drama? Honestly, even though this boy puts up a stoic face, he is actually as tsundere as the best of them. Keeping up with a teenager's mood swings is a full time job.

"Well... it's nothing.."

Subtle hints of fear in that denial. Is he getting into trouble at school? Is he being bullied? What actually happened?

Should I press him on about this? What if it was in fact just nothing? What should I do?

Let us recap the recent events. My son has started to change. He has apparently made in with a new clique of friend, all of whom are just as quirky as he is. Now he comes back with an expression filled with regret. What is it about this development in his life that had just began to disturb him? Are these people causing trouble for him? Should I confront him? Or take it up with the school?

In truth, parents cannot do much for their children unless they actually ask for help from us. Should we risk resentment, misunderstanding of the situation to provide clarity of our expectations of them? Traditionally, parents demonstrate wisdom and children demonstrate piety. The modern way is to inculcate wisdom into children and parents trusting in them to demonstrate it.

If my son truly plans to do something with his life, the best I could do is to reassure him with a home that provides rest from life's struggles.

Thursday began as any school day usually would. The younger sibling had to awaken the heavy sleeper older one. After taking care of their morning needs (the children are cute when they do things together, like brushing teeth <3) they went to school properly.

He returned home that day with a look of dread on his face.

"Really? Must be the English class tomorrow worrying me." Really? I did not have the impression that your studies was that much of a concern to you.

Sometimes I think my son is insensitive even to his own feelings. I could easily describe mine for him. Frustration.

Frustration that he only shares snippets of his school life with home. Frustration that he may have problems we could solve. Frustration that his change into adulthood excludes his parents. Am I going to lose my relationship with my son?


I was kept awake late into the night feeling by a deep sense of loss. I found myself walking into his room just to observe him sleeping; maybe to compare the currently sleeping person with the one that had been in my mind. But I could not do it.

He was not there.

Did he sneak out?

That is when I realized, at this age the child is already partly an adult. During my own schooldays, I had best of times when I considered myself to be independent; in a completely different world untouched by my parents. He may be my son, but he is also a different person now. I turned out alright, and I sincerely believe that so would he.

Even I marveled at my own calm then even after seeing my missing son. I returned to bed, and hoped he had the peace to be able to return by the morning.





The boy who came down for breakfast looked tired. That gave an opening for a straightforward query about the difficulties he is facing.

It seems that he is finally willing to speak of what has been going on with him. Perhaps, at some point last night, he had resolved to face his problems head on. Maybe, like myself, he decided that change itself is not a problem.

In the end, there wasn't really anything wrong with either of us if we do the best we can. I felt a little proud that day.

"In truth, my new friends; Asahina-sempai, Nagato and Koizumi; each has the true identity of being a time traveller, an alien and an esper respectively. And Suzumiya in actuality has godlike powers that can destroy the universe. Last night I had to stop her from destroying the world," he said with a totally straight face.

Ah, my son, I could respect your privacy if you just asked, you know. Even though we're from Kansai, how exactly do you expect me to perform a tsukkomi to such an absurd statement?

In the end, who do you expect to fool with tall tales that friends tell?

Both of these were fucking awesome.

You are god, otai, seriously.

Though Kyon is 15 when he starts high school.