Remake Our Life! Volume 1 Chapter 2 Part2

Translator: Flowingcloud    Editor: Lyncth    Proofreader: Arocks141    TLC: ShimizuA

The fluorescent light that shone was different from the one inside the store, the back room was dim, and it was silent. When I sat on a pipe chair that was randomly put there, Nanako came from the back and suddenly reached out her hand.

"Here, from the manager."

"T-thanks……"

I opened the pull-tab of the canned coffee she handed over, and took a sip.

The sweetness soaked into my body which was tired from moving around.

"The owner, is he okay?"

"It seems like it. Help came so he should be fine. For the time being, take a 30 minute break."

After that, in the end only the two of us, Nanako and I, had turned up at the late night store.

Although the store had relatively few customers, it was quite hard on the body to be entrusted with an unfamiliar job as soon as I joined.

Fortunately, the manager returned, and as soon as the veteran clerk Sakurai-san hurriedly came in, we were able to take a break.

"Man, you saved me. Thanks."

No, it's nothing. It was a bit difficult, but I learned more about my job."

Speaking of my previous student days, I only worked part-time at a pac.h.i.n.ko parlor, and this was my first authentic experience of working at a convenience store. 1

As expected, it wasn't possible for me to operate the cash register, so I was mainly a.s.signed to restocking the shelves.

"Nanako, have you worked at a convenience store before?"

In such a situation, Nanako had displayed movements so quick that one wouldn't think that it had only been around a week for her.

"Yeah, around 2 years in my hometown. Our high school was okay with part-timers." 2

"No wonder."

Since she was an experienced worker, I could understand how she moved that well.

"Haa, nonetheless, I get tired standing up for long periods of time."

Nanako also sat down on a chair.

Having vigorously sat down, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s swung for a moment.

(I had thought of this before, but her b.r.e.a.s.t.s are really huge……)

For a while now, it felt like her uniform was quite tight.

Her figure was like Kashima's from Kancolle. 3

However, even if I said that, no one would understand the reference in the year 2006 anyway.

"Kyouya? You're staring over here…… Is there anything wrong?"

"N-no, it's nothing. C-come to think of it, don't Shinoaki and Tsurayuki work part-time too?"

In order to dodge the question, I changed the topic.

Come to think of it, I didn't hear about part-time work from the two of them. Especially since they didn't seem to have a large allowance.

"I don't know about Tsurayuki. Wouldn't he just be doing something suitable for him?"

"Nanako also doesn't know…"

Even after living together for a while, Tsurayuki's timing didn't really match ours.

At best, he ate dinner together with us sometimes, and among the four of us, he was the person whose history I knew the least about.

"Shinoaki seems to have applied for a student loan. Also, she said that she wasn't suited to part-time jobs."

"Well, it doesn't feel like she'd be suited for it."

I could not imagine Shinoaki working with precision with her demeanour.

But man, a student loan…… Right now wouldn't the time to be concerned about problems that arise from being late in repaying the debt ten years in the future.

"Now that you mention it, Shinoaki is often secluded in her room. I wonder what she's doing."

"Eh?"

"She's also not working part-time. When school ends, she goes straight back home. Aren't you interested in what she usually does?"

"Ah……"

"Kyouya, do you know?"

"Errm, um……"

I tried to explain, but I gave up.

The scene I saw that night.

Akishima Shino──no, the scene of Shinoaki drawing. 4

I recalled how I was overwhelmed by the subject of the ill.u.s.tration being drawn in that ghastly state.

"No, not really. But you see, won't she have a hobby or two?"

"Hmm, well, maybe. She suddenly started living alone, and she came from somewhere far away; as long as she doesn't feel lonely, it should be alright…… I think."

I haven't told anyone about Shinoaki drawing. She herself had not said anything to anyone, and I didn't think she would want anyone to talk about it thoughtlessly.

Nanako did not ask anymore. However, she was a good person who was considerate of others. Her personality betrayed her outer appearance.

Come to think of it, I wonder why Nanako came to Oogei.

After all, she must have considered something before coming, but I still have not heard anything.

"Ah, I guess so. Do you want to help restock the drinks?"

"Sure, I'll tag along"

"Oh? Then tell me how many drinks we'll need~"

I stood up, and headed towards the drinks shelf.

There were at most 2~3 bottles of tea and carbonated drinks left.

"Quite a few are missing"

I bent down, and refilled the PET bottles with those from the cardboard box from the back. 5

"Ah, then I'll do so too."

I heard Nanako's voice coming from behind, and found that she was coming closer to me.

"Sure, thank……s!?"

My head and shoulders that were facing forward were suddenly pushed up against something strangely soft and warm, and I unconsciously released a strange sound.

"Ah, you're right. Ginger ale and Bokari are decreasing. I'll do it over here." 6

"Su, sure……"

I could not respond well.

As usual, her chest kept repeatedly moving away and approaching my head. I could sometimes feel her thighs through my back.

Alongside her "heave-ho"s, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s pressed even further. I wonder what this is. I wonder how much it would cost if this was a shop service. 7

Even though a cold air should have been constantly flowing, my body felt hot the entire time, and I continued the drink restocking quietly.

"Kyouya, you're silent, what's up?"

"Ah, no err, um……"

"Ah, it's cramped in here, so I might b.u.mp into you a little, sorry."

"Thank…… You very much."

Setting aside what I was thankful for.

The feeling of warmth and softness continued to press onto me.

(Ah…… This is bad, I might lose it.)

I was no longer concentrating on restocking the drinks, my consciousness was focused entirely on my back.

"Alright, I'm roughly finished with putting them in for now."

After few minutes, heaven was about to quickly end.

I scolded my instincts that said they had not have enough. My nimble eyes traveled around, and I reported to Nanako.

"Ah, there's still the left side."

"Oh, then I'll also do this side."

Touch, softness, heaven was reopening.

(This is bad… This is getting bad)

The euphoria was too strong, strong enough that I thought that I was going to die like this.

Pac.h.i.n.ko is usually used as a gambling device, similar to a slot machine.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pac.h.i.n.koTypically, high school students aren't able to work part-time unless it was the summer in j.a.pan and Asia as well. It might be different depending on where you live. Kantai Collection reference. He's referring to how her b.r.e.a.s.t.s are similar to Kashima's.
For those for forgot, her alias is Shino (first) Akishima (last), but her nickname is Shinoaki because her real name is Aki (first) Shino (last). Just a reminder for those who forgot. In j.a.panese, people sat last/family name then first name last.PET Bottle is the generic j.a.panese term for drink bottles. PET stands for polyethylene terephthalate, the plastic from which they are made, and has nothing to do with pets.A Pokari reference.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pocari_SweatThis is referring to a "dirty" shop, where they provide "indecent" services for $$$.