《My Backyard Leads to Another World!》Chapter 24. Japan Tour Start-o!
Advertisement
My first look at Japan wasn't very impressive. Firstly, the summer heat made it feel far too much like my home. Secondly, we emerged from an old tunnel out in the middle of nowhere, and one patch of forest looked much like another. I sincerely hoped things would improve once we reached civilisation as I trod along behind Masa. At least we didn't have to worry about monsters here.
We walked for about ten minutes more before an actual asphalt road came into view. Then we walked along the road for five more minutes before finally arriving at what appeared to be a bus stand. There was no shelter of any kind and only a pole with a sign saying "bus stand" in Japanese. Masa perused the schedule that was tacked onto the pole and nodded to himself. "Great, we're just in time for the next bus which is coming in twenty-two minutes."
I stared at him. So much for my high hopes regarding Japanese public transportation. To be fair, we were out in the sticks, and from what I could decipher from the schedule, there were only two buses that came by here per day. I suppose we were lucky we didn't have to wait three hours or something. Masa settled down to wait, leaning against the pole as he took out his phone and started messaging. I slumped down and sat at the side of the road itself. A few cars passed by, but they practically zoomed past. I didn't know whether people hitchhiked here, but I doubted anyone would want to pick up two suspicious teens in the middle of nowhere.
Exactly twenty-two minutes passed and the bus arrived. I expected to see a rickety old bus that was ten years too old to be on the roads, but what greeted us was a sparkling white air-conditioned coach. Speechless, I stood there with my jaw hanging open while Masa paid the fare for the both of us and gestured for me to board. The coach was relatively empty, but there were more than five passengers, at least. We chose seats near the middle and as the coach started moving, I fixed Masa with a questioning stare. "Why is the bus so...so nice!? It has air-con and comfy cushioned seats!" I burst out, trying my best to speak in a low voice since it was so quiet in the bus.
Advertisement
He shrugged and whispered back, "I don't know what you were expecting, but this is the only bus that travels this route. The buses in the city aren't this nice because they only go short distances. This highway bus goes to the neighbouring prefecture of Tokushima as well. Surely you have interstate buses in Malaysia?"
"Ah, now I get it," I replied with a sigh. I remembered taking a similar coach to Malaysia during a school trip in primary school. That had been a long while ago and I had been more busy eating snacks and chatting with my friends at the time. This bus was certainly nicer than the one back then. The seats were softer, for one thing, and the air-con wasn't blowing freezing air right on top of our heads. Perhaps the coaches in Malaysia had improved too, but I hadn't sat in any recently so I wouldn't know.
I finally relaxed and asked Masa how long the journey would take. He glanced at his watch and said, "We should be able to reach in thirty minutes or so. I told my mother to prepare dinner for you too."
"Ooh, that sounds great!" I grinned at him and he smiled back.
"It's going to be a simple home-cooked meal, so don't expect too much," he warned. "Plus our house is positively tiny compared to yours."
I gave him a weak laugh. "No worries about that. My Singapore house was tiny too."
Masa looked thoughtful as he spoke again. "One more thing...Ryoushin wa eigo shaberenai kara, ima kara nihongo o renshuu shinai ka?"
Why did he suddenly speak in Japanese? My brain struggled to make the switch but I finally figured that he was saying his parents couldn't speak English and offered to practice speaking Japanese with me. "Hai, zehi onegaishimasu (Yes, please, by all means)," I replied.
Advertisement
"You don't have to use the polite form with me," he said in Japanese, slowly enunciating his words. "My parents aren't that formal either, so they won't mind if you make any mistakes."
"I see, but I haven't spoken Japanese to a native speaker apart from my teacher before, so I'm a bit nervous," I said, feeling my ears turn red as I stumbled slightly over the last word.
"Its fine, you're doing well so far. Your pronounciation is spot-on," he complimented me with a smile.
"Even if you're just being polite, thanks," I said, bobbing my head.
We spent the time in the bus practicing Japanese conversation and arrived at our destination almost too quickly. My heart still wasn't prepared enough! Masa assured me that he could just help to translate if I got stuck, but our cover story was that I was planning to study overseas in Japan, so I had to at least demonstrate an ability to speak the language. My Japanese Language Proficiency at the N2 level wasn't just for show, dammit! Despite everything my mum would say, I hadn't wasted time watching all those anime and reading light novels in Japanese! I could do this!
I continued to psych myself up as we alighted at our stop, but forgot about everything when faced with the legendary Japanese convenient store right beside the bus stand. It wasn't even a particularly big outlet, being about the size of a minimart in Singapore, but seeing it really drove home the fact that I was really here in person. At the sight of me standing there with a look of wonder on my face, Masa gave a slight smirk and asked, "Do you wanna go in?"
"Of course! You don't even need to ask!"
Advertisement
- In Serial301 Chapters
Tales From the Terran Republic
We tried, you know… We really did. We tried so hard to be… better… We actually were better once. No, seriously. We were enlightened, generous, peaceful… Stop laughing! We were! We were peaceful, dammit! No, I’m not “tugging your winglets.” It’s true! Look, if you’re going to be like that, I’ll just push the launch button right now. See ya, don’t wanna be… Oh, you ARE interested after all? Ok. Hey, I just got word that your captain will be ok. We were able to get him into a med pod quick enough… Of course, we tried to save him. Just what sort of people do you think we are?... Now that was harsh… completely accurate, mind you… but harsh. Anyway, like I was saying, we were a prosperous, peaceful people, and war had been nothing but a distant memory for over five hundred years before it happened... Before Yellowstone happened! You don’t mean to tell me that you didn’t know about that… massive supervolcano? Blew the Hell out of our planet? Two years where nothing grew?… Anyway, that’s what started it, the Sol Wars… Oh, you have heard about those, huh? Well, needless to say, all that enlightened, generous, and peaceful didn’t exactly make it through the two years of complete famine and the wars that followed… Maybe it’s more accurate to say the enlightened, generous, and peaceful among us didn’t survive… (laughs)… You’re right. It does explain a lot, doesn’t it? Probably for the best, though. “Enlightened” and “peaceful” aren’t really all that useful out here in the galaxy at large, are they? That reminds me; thanks for the ship. You guys did a great job with this one. Oh, don’t be like that. At least it was us what got you and not one of the really messed groups like the Harlequin or the Black Angels. We’re just going to take your shit. It could be worse… trust me... Well, anyway, we loaded the life pods down with some good food, and you guys can drink alcohol, right? We put in a couple of fifths in there, too. It’s about forty percent ethanol, so be warned. Most species will want to dilute that. We’ll drop your wounded off somewhere safe once they are stable. Your fleet patrols this area fairly regularly, and we’ll drop the distress beacon right before we jump… Well, It’s been fun and no hard feelings, right?… Oh, you want to know some more? Sure. I got time to kill… Let me tell you about this one pirate and her crew. They’re Terran scum, but they are still… Why do we hate the Terrans? Hoo Boy… How much time you got? *** It’s the thirty-second century, and humanity is now part of a galactic civilization comprised of hundreds of worlds. Humanity has been savaged by natural disaster and war and has been fractured into several separate populations, all of which loathe each other (some things never change). This is a gritty drama-driven rambling tale that swings between action, drama, horror, and plenty of very, very dark comedy. Warning: contains adult situations, absolutely horrible language, bathroom humor, implied ultra-violence, actual ultra-violence, drugs, alcohol, pirates, mercs, xeno prostitutes, moral ambiguity, deranged AI's with identity issues, giant commie space slugs, and a poor little frog girl who just wants to sell coffee. Updates twice weekly on Tuesday and Friday. *** Note: This story can get rough. Those warning tags? They aren't for show. I recently received a review and as a result I want to make one thing clear. Portraying something is NOT endorsing it! Many "heavy" topics are touched upon and just because a character says or does something does not imply that the author feels the same way. I selected the "Anti-Hero Lead" and "Villainous Lead" tags for a reason. Rule number one of this story is "no good guys". A good description of the story is, "bad people doing bad things to worse people". There are a few good characters, here and there, but they are the exception to the rule. If you want a hard-hitting, exciting, gritty sci-fi story that doesn't pull any punches, or shies away from "difficult" concepts, welcome! If you are set on a pure and noble knight that runs around and slays conveniently evil monsters and rescues totally innocent princesses... or your sensibilities are easily offended... You're not going to be happy with this one.
8 682 - In Serial407 Chapters
Mythical Conquest
*THIS STORY HAS BEEN REWRITTEN AND WONT CONTINUE HERE! USE THE LINK BELOW FOR THE NEW & IMPROVED VERSION!* Here’s the rewrite link: https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/20225/young-adversary Because of certain events in his past, Logan Cross isolated himself and did everything possible not to stand out. This is despite possessing a body and mind that far surpassed the normal human. One day when taking his normal route home, through the back alleys, Logan was caught up in an incident that led to him killing a group of men before dying himself. Now finding himself in complete darkness, Logan was offered a second chance at life by the dragon goddess Tiamat. To which he replied: "No thanks. Just make me a panda or something. They have it easy." Tiamat of course denied his wish, and plunged him in a world where every being of myth not only exists, but they even choose champions called Proxies to represent them in a war that decides who rules the world! This is a story about a boy who made it his lifetime goal to eradicate the gods! Watch as he slay gods, demons, heroes, and beasts; and become the Ultimate Evil!
8 193 - In Serial12 Chapters
The Forgotten Shield and The World Heroes (Remake).
When 10 students find themselves being transported into another world, 1 of them will find a home and new adventures in this new place while the other 9 gets themselves involved in a war. The world Heroes have been summoned, a lost "title" has come back, and a world of fantasies and adventures is waiting to be explored. This story is a remake in English of "El escudo Olvidado", you can also find this story on WattPad.https://www.wattpad.com/story/126788458-the-forgotten-shield-and-the-world-heroes-remake
8 152 - In Serial17 Chapters
The other Cullen
A tale about the cullen twins.This is a Twilight and Vampire Diaries fan fiction
8 71 - In Serial30 Chapters
Finding Yourself
A collection of quotes and proses that will help you to find yourself 💞This is my first book so please do vote for the chapters you like and also leave your feedbacks via comments. I would love to hear from you.
8 200 - In Serial20 Chapters
Bethany Adamson has done everything that her strict parents and uncle Brian have demanded of her. Straight A's every report card. Never missed a day of school..... ever! In return, her parents were supposed to pay for half of her college tuition. They backed out. They also inform her that her uncle Brian, is her father. She joins the Army to help pay for her college. Bethany excells in breaking secret messages quickly. This catches the eye of Tanner 'Demo ' Cline. Leader of an elite special ops unit. Can they keep their feelings to themselves? Can Bethany keep Demo and his unit safe? Can Demo keep Bethany safe? This story is fiction. All locations, events, and people are made up in my head. Although the Army has certain ranks and units, I do not know how they operate. It is rated mature for language, sex scenes, and violence. Thank you for reading! Remember to vote and/or comment. If you find an error, please let me know. Lots of love, Menarhodes!
8 171

