There Are Too Many Truck Reincarnations! 〜The Truck Drivers Are Crying〜 Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Ulterior Motive and The Ocean

After loading logs at the client's timber company, Buntarou was in the ferry terminal parking lot at Otaru Port.

The current time is a little before 21:00.
Since the departure is at 23:30, he is planning to do the boarding procedure one hour in advance.

The destination is Maizuru Port in Kyoto, and the arrival is at 20:45 on the next day.
Approximately a whole day will be spent on the ferry but, only this can't be helped.

After getting off the ship, he is going to drive on the highway overnight, aim for the last destination, k.u.mamoto.
By the way, the truck is a ten tons large car, and the white birch logs are piled up naked on the loading platform.

A stanchion (support of an iron bar) is used to prevent the log from falling.
It's unlikely that he will be hit from behind because of its ferocious and rough appearance.

However, the one that he need to pay attention is the reincarnation applicants.
He won't know when and where will they jump in, that's why he must not lose his focus when driving even for a millimeter.

Fortunately, on the way to Otaru, he did not encounter such fellow.
Was he succeeded because moving while the sun was still bright, he doesn't know.

That's whereーー.

"Hey, excuse me."

There was a person who knocked on the driver's seat side frame and talked to him.
Because it is a large truck, he can't see the opponent.
However, because the window was opened, he was able to guess the gender from the voice.

It's a young woman's voice.

"Missy, do you something from me?"

Buntarou dropped his gaze under the window, replied so with the voice of composed adults.
Originally, he is about to confirm the other person's appearance with a momentum that looks like his neck going to break.
However, Buntarou, who is overflowing with manly spirit, always keeps his gentlemen in mind.

"Hey, Uncle, are you going to get on the ferry?"

Looking up here is a girl about 20 years old.
Her hairstyle is a natural ponytail.
The long-slits eyes are impressive and the face is well ordered.

Also, her b.o.o.bs are huge.
It was ripe like a Yubari melon, projected from the chest.

Her garments are a plain white T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers.
Even wearing an unfashioned style, if a beautiful person who wears it, that'll be good looking.

There are times where Buntarou also partic.i.p.ated in the alumni a.s.sociation wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, but was made fun of by Yoshi※ Eisaku.

Put that aside.

For the time being, he's going to answer her questions.

“I'm about to get on the ferry. Together with this log-loaded truck. What about it?”

“Then, you better not move the truck.”

"Why? If so, then I can't get on the ferry right?"

“But, there is a person sleeping there you know? If you run the track as it is, I think that person will surely die.”

Then she pointed her finger toward the rear tire.

There are double tires in series on two axes, and a total of eight rear tires.
The tire size is 22.5 inches.

"Don't be silly, Missy. If a person sleeps in such place, he will become a flat human rice cracker."

"That's why I warn you."

“Even for a drunk old man, there's no way he wants to sleep in such dangerous placーー AH!!”

In the middle of the talk, Buntarou noticed a serious problem and got off from the truck in a hurry.
Rush to the back of the loading platform and look into the rear tires.

Thenーー.

There was.

There was really a person sleeping there.
In front of the right rear tire in the series, lying on its back in the form of being hit from the head by the tire.

It is a bald fatty person like a deserter.

That 30-year-old man, closed his eyes behind his gla.s.ses and folded his hands on the T-shirt chest.
Looking at how peaceful he sleeps, it seems he's resolved to die.

That meansーー.

It is a truck reincarnation.

Just in case, Buntarou decided to confirm it.
Maybe he is just a faithful Christian who prays for world peace.

“Hey, bald fatty over there, what are you doing in that place?”

"Bald fatty..., perhaps you're talking about me -kao?"
[TN : likes how Daru from steins gate talks.]

The man opens his eyes, asks so without being reserved.

Sure it won't work in general society, the characteristic-based name.

"You're the only bald fatty here now. I mean, I'm asking you what are you doing there."

"I'm planning to die by being hit by a truck -dao."

"Is it 'that' truck reincarnation?"

"That's right -dao. I'm going to reborn to the world of swords and magic -dao. Become 'I'm Stoooonk' with cheats -dao."

As expected it was a truck reincarnation.

This man doesn't even think about the truck drivers. Trying to die only for his ego.

Buntarou shaking from anger, glared the man in the form of a demon.

“If you want to die that badly, go dive with the head first into the manure pool and die!"

“D-don't get so angry -daoーー!”

When Buntaro yells, the man runs away with a foamed mouth.

That was dangerous.

If there was no warning, he would completely ran over the man.

Even at the parked truck, the demon's hand of the reincarnation applicants also lurked like this.

Buntarou strokes his chest relieved.
And then walks toward her to express his grat.i.tude.

“Missy, thank you. I was saved because you warned me."

"It's not missy."

"Hm? Perhaps, you weren't that young?"

“That's not it, my name is Eriko. So, don't call me Missy. Also, only someone special to me that can call me missy."

The woman named Eriko, toss her head and replied so.

Only someone special, he doesn't really understand what it means but, it seems she was offended.

"Sorry if I was over familiar. Well, don't get so angry."

“Leave that aside, there's something I want to ask.”

Eriko folded her arms, bluntly said so.

Probably about money.

She is asking for a reward.

Good grief... It's a woman who's obsessed with money….

Buntarou thought so, but still took his wallet out of his work clothes pocket.

Well, it's over without an accident. I have no objection if asked for a reward.

"Here." Buntarou gave a generous amount of 10,000 yen.

Then, she pushes it with her hand.

"I don't need such odd money."

"Then, how much do you want?"

“I mean. what I need now is not money, what I want to ask for is something else.”

"Just tell me. I'll do whatever you ask, if that's something I can do you know?"

"Then, I'll just do that. Let me ride on uncle's truck."

Apparently it was a hitchhiking.

Buntarou doesn't know where she wants to go, but, the truck is going to Maizuru by ferry.
Buntarou couldn't make a guarantee for that.

"But, I'm going to go to Maizuru on a ferry from now on you know?"

"I don't care about it."

“After that, I'm going to k.u.mamoto. I can't take a detour because of my work. Don't you think it's better to ask others?"

“Still, it's okay, let me ride.”

“Are you going to hitchhike without deciding where you want to go? No matter what, there's no way I can let a strange person ride on the trーー”

"k.u.mamoto."

Eriko cut out the words as if to disturb it.

Then, she folded her arms as if dissatisfied, stick out her chest and asked this.

“I want to go to k.u.mamoto. How? Will you let me ride or not?"

Oh! By chance, she has the same destination.

Moreover, she is a beautiful girl with big b.o.o.bs and a tight skin.

Just the two of them, deepening the relations on the way, and proposing when arrive in k.u.mamoto, such goal is real.

Such romance is not a dream.

If it's like that, then there is only one answer.

“Yosh, Eriko. I'll let you ride on the truck. *hehe*."

Buntaro swelled his nose when giggling.

To be frank, another place is also swollen.

“Uncle, did you giggled just now? You're not thinking about anyhing strange right?”

“D-don't be silly... There was a fly went in my nose, I just felt itchy.”

Buntarou made an excuse in panic.

If the nether region's is found out too, a Policeman will come flying for real.

“Somehow, Uncle looks really suspicious.”

"N-not all people in the world is bad guy you know.... I'm just doing it with good intentions...."

"I understand. Then I'll get on."

Eriko got on to the pa.s.senger seat, although there was some doubt.

Buntarou too got on to the driver's seat, his face was smiling unconsciously.

“Yosh, Eriko! Let's depart!"

“Uncle, you're awfully getting hyper. It's getting more suspicious.”

"I'm not suspicious, I'm not suspicious! Uncle isn't suspicious at all! Also, call me Bun-chan!"

Buntaro heads to the terminal reception and accepts Eriko tickets.

And then, the truck boarded to the ferry and sailed to the ocean, where love and dreams spread.