Alucard Translations

 The day after Haruto had finished preparing fish at the Tojo household, he arrived at the karate dojo he regularly attended. After changing into his uniform, he felt his shoulders were a bit heavy and kept rotating his neck to relieve the stiffness. Ishigura, who was also changing into his uniform, noticed Haruto’s movements and called out to him. “Hey, Haruto. Got stiff shoulders or something?” “Yeah, a bit. I was cutting up fish yesterday, and I had to handle three rather large ones.” It wasn’t just regular-sized fish; the amberjack and Spanish mackerel were quite big, which even left Haruto feeling a little worn out. Especially the amberjack—with its thick, sturdy bones—it was hard labor to cut through. If he hadn’t used the Tojo family’s incredibly sharp, high-quality deba knife, he would’ve been even more exhausted. “Fish that leave you sore the next day? Just how big were the ones you were cutting?” Ishigura asked with a slightly exasperated expression. Haruto let out a wry ...

 The day after signing the regular contract with the Tojo family for housework services. On a midsummer early morning when the sky had just begun to lighten. Haruto was sitting at his desk, feeling the soft breeze blowing in from the window, with reference books spread out on the desk and a pen moving across his notebook. Even though the midsummer days were relentlessly hot with the sun glaring down, the early morning hours were still somewhat cool. Since the air conditioner in his room was not working well, Haruto often studied at this time. Under the quiet dawn sky, wrapped in stillness, Haruto was diligently studying with a serious expression. However, he suddenly heard the chirping of a bird and turned his gaze toward the window. "I really signed the regular contract, huh..." What came to Haruto's mind was the events from the previous day at the Tojo house. Ikue, happy to see the house cleaned after the chores were done. Shuichi and Ryota, eating the food with delight...

 After successfully completing the housework for the Tojo family, Haruto found himself visiting his best friend, Akagi Tomoya, the next day. “Hey, Haru. Weren’t you planning on just studying and working part-time during summer break? Are you sure you should be wasting time hanging out at my place?” Tomoya teased. “Well, that was the plan,” Haruto replied, continuing as he sorted through the messy bookshelf full of manga, “but last night I happened to watch a TV special about hoarder houses.” “I suddenly got worried, you know? What if the next house featured is my best friend’s room?” “My room isn’t that filthy!!” Tomoya shot back, lifting himself off the back of his chair in protest. It was the peak of midsummer, with scorching hot days one after another. Bright sunlight streamed into Tomoya’s room, yet thanks to the air conditioning, only the sun’s brightness was welcomed while the room temperature remained comfortably cool. “To be honest, my own AC is acting up, so I'm just seeki...