What the title says: my translations of some characters' pages in the Assassination Classroom character book (ĺç°żăŽćé, "Roll Book Time"). I thought it might be a good idea to collect these in one place. Only three so far, but I think more will come. ^^
You can leave requests too, but no promises how soon I'll be able to do them. Note that the book came out after vol 13, so some characters sadly are missing from it.
Asano Gakushuu
Asano Gakuhou
Rest of the Big Five
Kunugigaoka's teachers
Baseball club & Shindou Kazutaka
Karasuma Tadaomi
Sonokawa, Ukai & Tsuruta (Karasuma's underlings)
Akabane Karma
Shiota Nagisa
Kayano Kaede
Yada Touka
Kanzaki Yukiko
Group chats
A little bit about the 'pair rankings'
(Here are translations via Chinese of the E class students' pages, not by me, in other words.) (I just have to mention that as I've been comparing them to my translations, I have spotted some mistakes there. They clearly originate from the original translation from Japanese to Chinese, e.g. translating 大人ăă as mature when it means gentle/quiet/meek.) (And this does not mean that my translations would be totally free of mistakes. >_> Please let me know if you sot anything!)
This isn't from the character book, but I'll add it here anyway: just for fun I went through the kanji in the characters' names.
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I am once again begging people to realize that AI checker doesnât work. itâs never worked. itâs notoriously known to have flagged human-made works as AI and AI-generated works as human-made. and by feeding it peopleâs works, you are feeding more works to AI, because apparently the machine itself is AI.
the only thing AI checker does is harm genuine artists and people in general too.
Just a regular day at the Gallery. Mary is browsing through interesting books, Matthew is playing a computer game, and Mint⌠Mint simply found a faceted glass in a crate and is happy because the glass is beautiful!
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Got reminded again of my old coworker who was a massive misogynist but also trans inclusive. Told me he believed trans women are indeed women because "only women would be stupid enough to want to be women"
He also aggressively corrected himself whenever he accidentally misgendered a trans guy we knew because "there's already more women than men in the world, the more numbers we steal from them, the better." Did that even when the trans guy wasn't around.
I need to point out that he was completely serious btw. This man had no sense of humor if he tried.
He was a cook at the restaurant/bar I was a bartender at, and almost punched a costumer once because he overheard him talking about how women belong in the kitchen. Told me he thought women should stay out of kitchens, that cooking is a man's job and when I asked him what he thinks women should be doing, he went quiet for a moment, then proceeded to explain to me the following
"I trust a bitch to run a kitchen as much as she can run a country, they should do shit like plumbing. Or electricity. Something you can just learn to do and don't need to lead, you know?"
Apparently women are good at "fixing shit". He claimed that he doesn't trust male plumbers or electricians except if they're gay because "something most be wrong with you if you want to go fix other people's houses, that's that maternal instinct"
Love that you guys seem to like the stories about my Guy, here's another. (also for context i need to say that english is not the language he spoke, and when i say 'fag', i'm using it for our version of the slur. Our Guy insisted that that's just how you call gay people in our language (it isn't))
We had an openly gay coworker who looked like it (crop tops, dyed hair, make-up) and he was often harassed by the waiters from the football bar next door. The gay dude had the same name as the Guy, who insisted that we would specify the he isn't gay, so they just became "Name" and "Not Gay Name". He was fine with that.
Oh he also once went on a rant about how he respects our gay coworker more than "those other fags" because "at least he has the balls to look like a fag, yknow? None of that sneaky shit where you can't tell if they're trying to fuck you or your girlfriend." When I then told him I was bi, he looked me over and called me some slurs before telling me that I don't need to rub it in that I can get both. Then he asked me if I think he's hot and when I told him no, he informed me I should stick with women because I clearly have shit taste.
He once accidentally bullied one of our younger waitresses out of an early eating disorder she was developing before working there (she told me about it after)
Boss gave us one meal from the menu a day as a job bonus, and we had this very shy seventeen year old working with us who was already nervous around men, but Our Guy was a 6'3 dude who only stopped yelling and cursing when he was not speaking at all. If he was the one cooking that day, he'd peek out of the kitchen an hour before he'd start closing it up, and would shout at you if you haven't ordered your meal yet because he hated cooking once he already cleaned. The waitress was scared shitless of him, and so whenever he would yell at her to "fucking order already", she'd panic and just pick something.
She didn't eat much but the first time she tried to throw out almost the whole plate, he got so personally insulted that he berated her for not picking something she'd like, and demanded to know what he did wrong. He got really upset about apparently not being able to cook something that this kid would like and I'm pretty sure he started putting in extra effort to make sure she would eat it this time? It lead to him quite literally standing over her like a hawk when she ate to "see her reaction" and demand an immediate review to see what he can improve.
She later told me that it she was so scared and awkward around him back then that it kind of overrode her fear of food, and that she still sometimes pretends she's back there, when she feels a bad episode coming on, so. He did do something good for the world i guess
Our Guy met a nonbinary person once when my friend came to visit me at work. He was just on a smoke break so I had to introduce them and when I said "They're visiting" he got confused and asked us how many people are there (and then threatened murder if they dare order something while he's on a break). I had to explain this man what a nonbinary person is, he thought about it for a second, called the whole thing "fucking stupid, there ain't that shit in nature" and then proceeded to very mockingly refer to them as (our language equivalent of) "your majesty" and use the pronouns you use for people you're supposed to respect (which is genderless and very formal)
My friend thought he was really funny before I explained to them that I'm pretty sure he thought he was being mean (but hey he it wasn't misgendering so yay)
Then (after his break) they ordered a vegan sandwich and we heard him cussing them out about how "they should pick a fucking struggle". Later I asked him about it and got told that "how much shit can you deny yourself? Cheese, gender, the fuck's next?"
I like how his issue isn't with the "that shit ain't in nature" thing he mentioned, but the idea that being nonbinary is some form of self-deprivation and that they deserve a gender like everyone else.
I just don't stop thinking about Jax, do I? Here is a random theory (not to be taken too seriously) that just came to my mind. It was born from this scene:
What if he has DID? And these are his alters? As it is, there are often traumatic childhood experiences (violence, abuse) behind DID, so. It fits Jax pretty well in that sense. And it's apparently not uncommon at all that all alters are not same gender. In this situation, though... I'm now trying to imagine what it'd be like to be the only part of this particular system that identifies as female. Especially after growing up in an environment that's filled with toxic masculinity. Who knows if this alter has even come out to the others... maybe not even to herself.
Pomni asks them where the real Jax is, and the response is, "You're not gonna get anywhere asking questions like that." Hmmm. Perhaps they're all equally real? Although, who knows how something like this would carry over on a brain scan? Would all the alters make it or only the one fronting? And would the others be then just a memory...?
Who knows? I sure don't. And I confess I know very very little about DID. This is just a fun(?) little thing that came to my mind. There might be an alter who's quick to lash out (and be like his father) and then one (the one playing the piano) who's very timid and weak. And of course, the girl one.
Maybe there were even more of them, but these four (or five) were the only ones that came through at least on some level... I wonder if it feels lonely, to first be part of a large system and then suddenly be alone.
Yeah, this whole theory is nonsense, but you know what, I almost feel like I'm gonna make this my personal headcanon now. XD
It's almost 2 am, I should be sleeping, and instead I'm up writing this nonsense. A Gakushuu & his dad ficlet, which is totally blamed on you, @magicalflyingfish!
This is without a title and not properly proofread. And only posted here on tumblr now, I don't know if I someday put this on AO3 (it'd need a title for that. And proofreading.)
Summary: Gakushuu is looking for a book in his father's library. He finds one he truly wasn't expecting. Post canon.
Words: 1503
Rating: G
Gakushuu glared at the shelves of their rather extensive home library with deep annoyance. He knew they had a book on the subtleties of keigo and he needed it for his homework, but somehow he could not find it anywhere. Perhaps, he mused, his father had needed it⌠it might be in his reference library in his study. He was planning to go to ask his father about it, but found that the man was in the middle of a call. Oh well⌠he might as well go take a look by himself.
No luck. Well, he hadnât really believed it to be there, anyway⌠who would his father ever address with such polite language â and even if he needed to do that, he wouldnât need a book to help him.
As he was going through the books, he couldnât stop himself from organizing them a bit; straightening the books, making the rows even, and⌠he frowned. There was something behind the books. How could his fatherâs shelf be this messy?
He dug out the offensive book, an old, dog-eared paperback copy of⌠his eyebrows rose high.
âGakushuu?â a voice said behind his back, and he gave a start â more for hearing his name than having caught unaware. When middle school ended, his father had started addressing him by his given name, and it still sounded so weird to him.
âWhat are you doing?â the man asked, entering the room.
Gakushuu turned to him slowly. âI was just looking for one specific book. And found this.â He showed the book to his father. âWhy do you have a copy of Lord of the Rings?â
He looked at the book, turning it in his hand. It was obviously well-read. As his father said nothing, he flicked it open. There was an inscription on it.
Merry Christmas, Hou-kun! A bit of magic is also necessary in life, not justâŚ
His father snatched the book from his hands, but he had already read most of it.
âSomeone gave this to you?â He could not hide the amusement in his voice.
âWell, yes.â His fatherâs tone was nearly offended. âMy aunt. On that one Christmas I spent with her family, out of my parentsâ sight. Itâs not like they would have approved of me wasting my time reading stuff like this.â
Gakushuu still felt like laughing, but his father sounded somehow very genuine about this, and their family therapist suddenly popped up in his mind, gently chiding him for always looking for things to use as a weapon against his father.
âIf you two truly want to improve your relationship, you need to learn how to be vulnerable in front of each other â and how not to immediately jump to take advantage of something like that.â
âUh⌠did you⌠read it then?â he asked to say something, and mentally kicked himself. The book had obviously been read, probably several times, and he doubted his fatherâs aunt would have given him such a worn copy.
His father hesitated a moment. âI spent a week at my auntâs. I read it through twice during that time. And several times during the years to come, keeping it hidden from my parents.â He gave an awkward laugh. âOld habits die hard⌠Iâm still hiding it, arenât I.â
âHmm.â Gakushuu didnât quite know what to think of this. âWell. Thatâs⌠nice? I guess you liked it, then.â Another mental kick. He really was stating all the obvious facts here, wasnât he.
âYes.â The awkwardness was gradually leaving his fatherâs tone. Gakushuu watched with mild interest how his stance relaxed and he started gesturing with his hands the way he did when he was enthusiastic about something. âI have to admit itâs my favorite book where fiction is concerned. The world-building is magnificent, the themes of the story are always fresh, the characters are alive⌠and, above all, Tolkien was a masterful user of language. His writing is beautiful in its simplicity, a pleasure to read.â
Gakushuu was just staring at him. âUhhuh. I see. There are⌠also movies made of it, right? Youâve not seen those, have you?â
âOf course I have!â his father exclaimed. âAnd theyâreâŚâ He paused. âWell. They are quite excellent, setting a new standard for fantasy cinema. Still, I prefer the book. When you turn a book into a movie, I guess itâs inevitable that things will be changed, and when youâve read something as many times as I have, maybe itâs not surprising you might not like all those changes.â
âReally?â Gakushuu asked. He should have returned to his homework, but this was beginning to intrigue him. âSo what did you notâŚâ
He could not finish the question. âThe first movie,â his father said, clasping his hands together behind his back and starting to walk back and worth, âis the best one, in my opinion. Of course, many things are cut off, but that is a necessity. The movies are extremely long as they are. In the second movie things start going downhill. They gave King ThĂŠoden a son to be killed off in order to make him a broken old man. They did not go to seek refuge at Helmâs Deep, oh no, such nonsense. They went there for war. But perhaps they wanted to make characters somehow more⌠relatable? With their weaknesses? I donât know. But coming to think of it, they did change Aragorn too, making him more uncertain of himself. In the books he is the one who says heâs only Isuldurâs heir, not Isildur himself â this is what I am, if youâre not happy with it, too bad. In the movie, the context of this is completely different, and heâs told it by Arwen, who is trying to quell his worries.â
Gakushuu wondered briefly if he should sit down. It was beginning to feel like he had launched his father into a rather unexpected lecture. He didnât move though, in the fear that any movement from him might snap his father out of it.
âFaramir, too, did not act like he did in the book,â his father went on. âAnd so many other things were changed⌠no, Iâm sorry, I have to say it⌠messed up in the last movie. Some of my favorite parts. The Battle of the Pelennor Fields! That was the part I read through the most. The arrival of the pirate ships â ah, how I loved that, the turning point of the battle⌠Ăowynâs fight and its aftermath, the houses of healing⌠oh, yes, that! They cut of the houses of healing! Even though, the kingâs hands are a healerâs hands, and that is how the lawful king is recognized.â He shook his head a little. âPerhaps, some might say, the book was needlessly grandiloquent in these parts⌠but I was ten when I read it, and all that epicness swept me away.â
He sighed a little. âAnd⌠this is a minor grievance in it all, but I belong to the school that believes that Legolas should be dark-haired. His father had golden hair, yes, but this was rather atypical among his people â the Sindar are generally dark-haired. Unfortunately, Tolkien never mentions his hair color⌠he only says once that Legolasâs âhead was darkâ, but that might have simply been because it was nighttime⌠it was a dark silhouette against the stars. And so, the movie makers were free to interpret it as they wanted, we were given a blond Legolas, and now, whenever someone draws him or cosplays as him, theyâre always blond.â
He sighed, and Gakushuu wondered if he possibly wasnât just dreaming. This Legolas⌠was an elf, right? Why was his father so worked up about an elfâs hair color? Since when had he cared about cosplayers?
As if sensing his thoughts, Gakuhou paused and gave him a long look. âAh⌠you said you were looking for a book. Which book was it? Hardly this one, I think.â
âYeah, no, the one about keigoâŚâ
âItâs right here.â The man opened a drawer in his desk and gave the book to Gakushuu.
âIâll⌠go to finish my homework then,â Gakushuu said, still feeling a little unreal.
His father nodded. âDo that. AndâŚâ He paused, hesitating, looking at the worn book in his hand. âAnd, uh, maybe⌠if you feel like itâŚâ He offered the book to Gakushuu. âLife should not consist of only studying. It needs some magic too.â
Gakushuu looked at the old book in his hand. Even the colors were worn out, and it was a good thing it was still in one piece. He tried to imagine it as a new book in the hands of ten-year-old boy. How enthralled that boy had become by it, if still now, in his forties, he was holding onto that same book, being so passionate about itâŚ
âŚit was such a long book. Itâd be such a waste of time⌠but he was curious.
âYeah. Sure.â And he left his fatherâs study with two books in his hands.
So, yes, I confess, Iâm talking here through Gakuhouâs mouth. Itâs been ages since I saw the last movie (back when it was in the theaters). Iâve rewatched the first two, but I always get into bad mood toward the end of the second one and then I remember how annoyed I was at the last one for either cutting off or messing up all my favorite parts. ;_; So. I own the dvd (of course I do) but have not watched it.
âŚI was about 10 when I first read it. I still remember bits and pieces (and many of the poems) by heart. In Finnish though. Iâve never read it in English⌠I keep on thinking I should (I own it) (of course I do), but Iâm scared⌠what if the magic is gone? What if itâs not as amazing as I remember it to be? But maybe one of these daysâŚ
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