This BnH has some of the lols. Lelouch kicks C.C. out of his room, which leads the latter to seek comfort in Nunnally. Okay so the two ladies had a heart-to-heart conversation about how Lelouch sucks because Cheese-kun placement is serious business, among other things. Careful Nunnally, you don't want C.C. as your role model. ):
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Bokura no Hibi ~14th Period Hour~
Scan!* Unknown as to where this story takes place in
Translated by Celiss Galvea of
GameFAQs ~*~
*Vroooooooom! Whirrrr*
C.C.: Lelouch, the vacuum is too loud. (Rolls over)
*Vroooooooom! Whirrrr*
C.C.: ......Oh, really. Year-end cleaning? Are the Japanese customs rubbing off on you?
Lelouch: The cleaners in charge of the academy are doing some optional year-end cleaning. I'm going along with it, that's all.
C.C.: But you asked the maid to pound rice cakes just a moment ago, didn't you?
Lelouch: ......I just thought we ought to have some ready for Suzaku if he drops by.
C.C.: Fine, I'll grant you that, but even so -- the vacuum is too loud, Lelouch.
Lelouch: (peeved) C.C., asking you to help out would be an utterly futile request, so I won't do it. But I'm changing the sheets now, so move. And the least you could do is put your things back in their designated places.
C.C.: They're all back where they belong, nice and proper, aren't they?
Lelouch: No they're not! The XL Cheese Papa plushie goes here! The Cheese-kun body pillow goes here! Cheese-chan cushion, here! We've agreed on the exact locations before this!
C.C.: They're all within the acceptable margin of error.
Lelouch: They're at least 3 to 5 meters off. That's some margin of error you have there.
C.C.: Lelouch, I'll let you in on something good.
Lelouch: I don't actually want to hear it, but, please, do.
C.C.: Did you know? Humans don't actually die from living in rooms that are the teeniest bit untidy.
Lelouch: Get out!
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*Door slides shut*
C.C.: ......That, that's some nerve you have there, kicking me out like this. I'll have you weeping bitter tears of regret later, see if I don't.
Nunnally: Ah, is that you, C.C.-san?
C.C.: Hmm? Oh, Nunnally. Been a while.
Nunnally: Good afternoon. Where's Onii-sama?
C.C.: Right in the middle of cleaning up. He told me I was in the way and threw me out.
Nunnally: (soft giggle) The two of you really get along, I see.
C.C.: What made you think that? Us, get along? As if.
Nunnally: Is that so?
C.C.: Yes indeed. In fact, I think the world just might end the moment we get along with each other.
Nunnally: That's nice......
C.C.: What is?
Nunnally: I've never gotten into a fight with Onii-sama.
C.C.: Then you ought to go right ahead and do it. Throw some cups, kick him in the shins, do whatever you like. You have my approval.
Nunnally: But I doubt he'll take me seriously. He'll just let me win. And it's not just about arguing with him. I can't even help out with the cleaning...... Onii-sama and Sayoko-san are working their hardest at it, but I......
C.C.: Nunnally, I'll let you in on something good.
Nunnally: What is it?
C.C.: Here's the thing about women: We don't have to personally tackle every single thing that needs doing. All we need to do is praise the man who does it all for us. "Good boy", "I'm so proud of you", things like that.
Nunnally: Do you really mean that, C.C.-san?
C.C.: ............
Well, no, actually.
Nunnally: I thought as much.
C.C.: You're a shrewd one, Nunnally...... I s'ppose you really are his little sister.
Nunnally: By the way, would you like some tea?
C.C.: Sounds good to me.
((END))
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