Teaser And Announcement

Next, in Chapter 1.4. The Contract’s Establishment

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“Hei, hei, tell me about school.”
“Ah, yes. What to say, because it’s been only a month, me too haven’t speak too much.”
“Ah, is that so.”

Maho also nodded

“Makoto, how about him?”

Madoka thought “Umm”, but she strengthened her heart and started talking .

“Like a kamisama.”

“Kamisama?”

“Yes. At the afternoon lesson today. After lunch, the weather was nice too, everyone in the class was really sleepy.”

“Yes, yes…”

“Amid one, two people asleep, only one person straightened his back to receive the lesson”

Maho lightly bursted into laughter.

“I can imagine that”

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Announcement

So, that was a teaser, but also an apology from us…

BenkyouKami translation was done by us two sisters, but the one who has full cability to translate Japanese was actually the TLC-er, zakii. However, she’ll go on an important one-month activity starting March 1st and is not sure if she can take time out during that period to check Google Doc to sort out the lumps of jumbled words that was my translation.

Therefore, although we’ve just done it for less than one month, for the next one month, the translation will probably stalled. Because I often misunderstand things even with the help of GT-san, Jisho-jiji and Rikai-kun, I don’t dare to take out anything without her okay. The usual two chapters a week will probably turn to 1 chapter a week or even none.

We will still continue translating BenkyouKami though.

Gomen, ne…

[BenkyouKami 1.3] Kamisama’s Treats

“Yes, welcome back, Mother”

He came from the inner part of the house.
Certainly, it was the Kamisama from that time. But now, there’s a little bit different impression.
After all, he wore an apron over a jersey.

“…Kamisama, please, if possible, appear a bit better…”
While Madoka was looking at him with wry smile, Makoto was surprised at the sudden visitor.

“This girl is Kisaragi Madoka-san. Just now, she helped me when the bike’s chain was off. I heard she’s Makoto’s classmate, do you know her?”

Hearing Maho-san, after looking a bit worried, Makoto shook his head. I knew it…
Maho-san sighed.

“Having such a cute classmate, and she said she know you, what were you looking at. As usual, were you only looking at the blackboard?”

Madoka too laughed a little, took off her shoes, then bring herself to enter the house[1]

“Please excuse me. Makoto’s mother, the enrollment was just a month ago,” said Madoka, but Maho sighed.

“Certainly, this child can study well, he also helps around the house, but although a diligent child, he never brought any friends home. As a parent, it worries me.”

Makoto showed troubled face, turned back to the kitchen. It seems he’s been preparing evening meal.

Madoka was guided by Maho-san, to wash her hands in the bathroom.
Once the dirt cleaned off, after wiped her hands with a towel, then she was called to the table in the kitchen.

“Madoka-san, please sit down. First, drink the tea, then tell me how it is at school. Because this child does not talk with me about his classes.”

“Ah, yes…but in a moment is time for evening meal, me too is not allowed to go home too late.”

Madoka answered tactfully. Today is a chance to get closer, she already feels satisfied.

“That’s right, what if you join us for dinner? Because this is the only thing I can do to say thanks”

Madoka surprised, then refused, “No, that is, thank you very much. Please don’t mind it…”

“Don’t say that. Just the two of us like usual, there’s not much to be talked. With the addition of one more girl, I am happy.”

“But…”

“Rather than being called as gratitude, please. I understand if it bothers you, but I like you. If it doesn’t bother you, I hope you are willing to accept.”

Maho-san with that smile, asked.
That person’s smile was awesome, and Madoka was honestly impressed.

“Well, if it doesn’t bother you…”

While Makoto was confused, he mumbled from the kitchen, “Ano…but the one who made the meal is me…”

“As always, makes home food with leftovers in the refrigerator. …Ah, you will eat the leftovers. For Madoka and me, please make it fresh.”

“…All right”

Ah, Kamisama, the impression had changed too much… Madoka laughed without letting sounds out, watching the two persons funny interactions.

“Then, I shall call home.”

“Yes. can we exchange in the middle? I also want to talk.”

“Yes, I understand”

Madoka took out her mobile phone, made a call to her house.
Makoto was thingking hard in front of refrigerator; watching him in the corner of her eyes, Madoka laughed again.

“Oh, Mom? It’s me, Madoka”

In the other side of the phone was her mother, briefly, she described the events today honestly. After making sure two, three times, when it was understood that she wouldn’t be home for dinner, she handed the phone to Maho-san

Maho-san expressed her gratitude kindly, while complimented Madoka, and that because apparently their children were classmates, she inadvertently detained her, so Maho-san apologized .

After speaking back and forth, Madoka’s mother said to Madoka, “Don’t inconvenience anyone, don’t be late coming home,” in response to the explanation, and cut the phone call.

“All right, then. Sit down, sit down. First of all, let’s do self-introduction formally.”

Sitting face-to-face in front of the desk, Maho continued her words.

“I am Ichiyanagi Maho. I am nurse manager in the Hitoshi Seikai hospital nearby. My husband has gone[2]. And, that is my only child, Makoto. The child only likes studying and housework. In a sense, he is like a hikikomori eh. He just goes to library, school, or home.”

Maho-san’s introduction was unrestrained.

“I am Kisaragi Madoka. First year in Asahi High School. I’m doing sprint in the track and field club. I’m not good in my studies. I love to play with my friends.”

“Great. I also want a daughter like Madoka-chan. Cheerful and healthy. Probably because my child is a boy, the conversation was boring.”

“Makoto’s Mother is also a nurse, it’s wonderful.”

“Calling me Makoto’s Mother is also not bad, but if it is possible, I want to be called ‘Maho’”

“Eh…Maho-san? I’m sorry, it’s a little…”

“It’s okay, it’s okay. May I call you Madoka-chan?”

“Yes.”

In front of the two people, Makoto placed food platters. Simmered hijiki seaweed, pork meat and potato stew, pumpkin boiled in soy sauce, miso soup and tofu, pickled vegetables on rice.

“Wow. These are made by Makoto-san?”

Makoto was just nodded, then went back to the kitchen. It seemed the cooking was still not done.

“Before I realized it, he had become better at cooking than me, now they’re mostly done by Makoto. Come on, let’s eat while it’s still warm.”

“Yes.”

“Itadakimasu”

Madoka ate the warm miso soup.
Different from her house’s flavor, it was the taste of a delicate broth.

“It’s delicious!”

“This child can be called an otaku or obsessive. He even damaged several books for miso soup recipe, even though he’s not a housewife.”

Along with the taste, Madoka was honestly impressed.
To think that a high school boy could make it…

Makoto warmed frozen dumpling with hot water to make Mizu Gyoza.
Sat next to the her seat, clasped his hand together, muttered “Itadakimasu”, then eat.

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TLC Notes:
[1]Raw: まどかも少し笑って、靴を脱いで、上がらせてもらった。
It’s rather complicated to translate, because 上がらせてもらった literally means “letting herself enter”. It’s closely related to Japanese culture that entering to another house means entering their privacy area, so needed permission from the owner of the house. Entering other people’s house usually called 「上がる」 because, from 「玄関」(front door, the place where people usually changed their shoes to house slippers) the floor position is lower than inner part of the house. 「上がらせて」 means letting herself enter the house, with addition of 「もらった」 to show that she let herself enter the house without/before the owner’s permission.

[2]Raw: 旦那はいないわ
It’s a bit ambiguous. The gist of it is just that she doesn’t have a husband, but it’s not clear if he’s dead or they were just divorced.

<<<Chapter 1.2 Bicycle and Destiny
>>>Chapter 1.4 The Contract’s Establishment

[BenkyouKami 1.2] Bicycle and Destiny

Madoka who walked while pushing her bike, passed another bike that ran from the opposing direction.

Gacha!*

Looking back to the sound, the previous bike had fallen down.
Madoka spontaneously asked her.

“Are you all right?”

After leaving the bike and approached her, that woman looked back as if surprised.

Her age was around 40s. Wavy hair reached her shoulder, with nice facial features.
She soon smiled and answered.

“I’m all right…or so what I wanted to say, but the chain seemed off. Old bike are not good, aren’t they…”

While saying so, she looked down.
Indeed, the chain was off.
Madoka too, who was worried if they crashed when passed by each other back then, felt really thankful after knowing that the woman fell because disconnected chain, and the woman too looked unhurt.

“Could you repair this?”

“I guess so. Because I’m not really skillful, I usually brought it to the bike shop…”

“I can repair this. I also go to school using bicycle, I have repaired it several times by myself.”

The woman looked like she wanted to refuse the offer, waved her hands to the side.

“It’s fine. Your hands will be dirty. It’s all right. My house too is just right there.”

Madoka, even though had been told so, bended on one knee near the bike unhesitatingly, hoisted her hands to the chain.

“Oh, such a lovely hand…I’m sorry. Thank you.”

The woman too, honestly expressed her gratitude here.

“No, it’s okay”

Madoka also smiled sweetly, continued doing the repair.
The process was not so difficult, the chain was inserted so the pedal could fit it, “kakka”[1] sound can be heard as the chain returned to its original position.

“Thank goodness”

“Amazing. It’s repaired.”

Madoka got up, turned to the woman while smiling.

“The chain is loose, so it seems easily undone. It might be good to get it adjusted in the bike shop.”

“Thank you. I will do that. Here, let’s wash your hand. From there, it’s very close.”

That woman with compelling looks, spoke to Madoka

“Because there are also perspiration after coming back from club activities, I will take the shower immediately after arriving at my house, so it is all right.”

“Well, I’m so sorry. You were really helpful. Although cannot be a token of thanks, let’s wash your hand, okay?”

The woman took Madoka’s arm.
Like that, she pulled Madoka’s arm spiritedly.

“Aah, yes. If so, then just my hand…because I brought a bike too, please wait as I take it.”

“I understand.”

After saying that, the woman replied with big smile.

“What a lovely lady…”

Looking at that smile, Madoka thought, although their age were slightly differed, Madoka was charmed by the smile with sweetness that remained in some place.

The two of them pulled their bicycle, then stopped in the yard, entered into the front of the apartment complex.

“You’re a high schooler?”

“Yes, I am a first year student in Asahi High School.”

“Oh, my son too.”

Madoka’s heart startled.
The destiny that had been given up crossed her mind.

“I am Kisaragi Madoka. First Year, Group One.”

“Not in the same class. His name is Ichiyanagi Makoto. Do you know him? I think he doesn’t stand out.”

“Waa!”

Madoka spontaneously shouted aloud.
The throbbing heart swelled.

“Eh, what?”

“Well, Kami[2]…no, I heard rumour that he’s good at studying. Yes, I know of him.”

The woman understood and nodded.

“Come to think of it, in the high school enrollment test, he seemed to have been the top student.”

“Shyuu…”[1]

Involuntary sound was lost.
Madoka felt the correctness of her own intuition; because trying to rely on an overly high mountain, anxiety appeared.

“I am Makoto’s mother, Maho Ichiyanagi. Nice to meet you, Madoka-san.”

“Nice to meet you.”

Compared to her son, the mother seemed to be more sociable.

After feeling a bit calm, and they arrived in front of the house’s door, Madoka’s heart throbbed again.

“I’m home. Is Makoto at home?”

While entering through the door, Maho-san spoke toward the inner part of the house.

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[1] Onomatopeia?
[2]“Kamisama.”
Starting from this chapter, all references to Makoto the God of Study within the story will be written as “Kamisama” instead of “God”. I’m sorry for inconsistencies that may arise.

<<<Chapter 1.1. Finding the God
>>>Chapter 1.3. Kamisama’s Treats

[BenkyouKami 1.1] Finding the God

The chime at the end of the lesson raised the consciousness of the sleeping Madoka Kisaragi. When she raised her face, the teacher had already gone out of the door, left the place. The lesson seemed to have ended.

The scene seemed like a dream; but something like that was impossible. He that appeared like a God; even now he sits silently, preparing for the next lesson.

His name, if I’m not mistaken…it is Ichiyanagi.

Almost unnoticeable, also because he didn’t enter conversations around, Madoka too couldn’t be sure if the name was right.

A month had passed since High School enrollment, but I had never heard any talks except that he excels at studying.

He always disappears quietly every time lessons end. Apparently, he is also not taking part in club activities. But Madoka, convinced of the previous sighting, thought that if someone could teach her the lessons, he is the one.

Since junior high school, Madoka belonged to track and field club, and was a lively girl who was better at sport than studying. In junior high school, her hair also kept short, and she had good features; but in personality, it was like a boy. After becoming a high school student, her hair also began to grow longer, girly prettiness could be seen, although the person herself was not aware.

However, the person had to mind about bad grades.

Till now, she had never thought about it, but when she entered high school, she found a new dream. For the sake of it, there was a need to increase her performance somehow. But she didn’t know what should be done; instinctively felt that in order to be taught by him, there’s something that could make her pass this wall.[1]

The intuition closed in; up until now she always treats such intuition as serious matter.
This time too, to take care of the feeling, she thought that next is the time to take action.

In between those thought, the next lesson had started.
The physics class went more “lesson”-y than before; his figure too, drowned among the students.[2]

“When this lesson is over, let’s greet him”
was what Madoka decided, but it didn’t go well. When she was going to exchange talks with her close friend Yoko Kamiya, his figure disappeared. Although it was just a few minutes, his presence had truly gone; seems like he had gone back home quietly.

“Oops…”

“What’s up?”

“Ichiyanagi-kun…is it, the person with glasses that had been sitting there. There’s something I want to talk with him a little…”

“Ichiyanagi-kun? who is it…is it probably, that person who is inconspicuous but smart at studying?”

“It is probably him.”

Madoka nodded unconfidently.
Yoko was also unsure.

“What matters you need him for?”

“Well, a little bit…”

The reason was still embarassing to be spoken out. Because it involved studying and grades, also a possibility of having to disclose her dreams, somehow it had to be hidden. It was still new, vague, a dream that was unknown if it could be realized or not.

“Ah, the club started, see you!”

After Madoka waved her hands toward Yoko, she started to run to the track and field club.

Even among members of the track and field club, Madoka excelled at sprints. Running in a crowd was by no means easy, but she really liked the concentration at that moment and the feeling of running towards the future.

When in junior high school, she luckily became runner-up in the prefectural tournament. Then without hesitation entered the track and field club too in high school.

 

Upon completion of the usual practice, the day had darkened in the neighborhood. After preparing her clothes while still dressed in jersey, she saluted the seniors; then with a bike that was parked in the bicycle parking area, she started riding the bike to go home.

Madoka liked evening scenery like this. From somewhere, nice smell of cooked meals wafted, and by hearing the sounds of laughters from children who rushed back home, her heart somehow felt happy.

Madoka always intentionally returns home through the shopping district. It’s safe because there’s no car passes by. She also likes to see people’s evening crowd.

Amid the scenery, Madoka who found an unexpected person suddenly braked. He didn’t wear school uniform, but that Ichiyanagi-kun was there. He was walking down alone with a shopping bag.

All this time too, they could have passed each other like this.
However, now he stands out in the crowd.

“Found the God!”

While Madoka’s heart pounded, it was not possible to call out all of a sudden. Although it is normal to call him in the classroom, but it’s unnatural in this shopping district.

Furthermore, the other person probably do not know me.

“How should I…aah, lost him…”

Uncertain of what to do, she followed him while pushing her bicycle.

“Like this, I seem like a suspicious person…”

Although feeling that way, somehow she felt that losing him like that was a disservice, so she followed him for a while. Fortunately, he didn’t notice that; he left the shopping district, turned in an alley, and walked to an apartment complex.

In an old 8-storey building with more or less four established buildings.[3]
The sun had set around the high building, somehow gave a nostalgic impression. There were children played between the buildings, in the same way housewives on the road back home, walked leisurely.

He also went into one of them. Apparently, he was living here.
Madoka stood still. In her line of sight back then, he disappeared into the building.

In the end, I couldn’t call out to him.

“Haa…”

Madoka sighed.
It didn’t seem like the usual Madoka. Usually, even with people she didn’t know, it was easy to blend in and became familiar. But Madoka that usually never restrained herself, this time hesitated.

“What should I do…”

While looking up at the building, she muttered alone.
When she saw the scene of the God-like figure in the classroom, she felt something like destiny. Surely it should be related to something. Her belief who trusted that there was a destiny was shaken.

“I should return, shouldn’t I…”

Madoka once again sighed and started to walk.

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Translator Notes:
What’s frustating about this was “tenses”. I’ve usually got no problem when translating Indonesian-English and vice versa, but somehow this is confusing (T_T). I need more practice. And there were some pretty awkward sentences wasn’t there? like these starred points:
[1] Raw:  ただどうしたら良いか解らずに悩んでいた彼女だったが、彼に教えてもらうことで、何かこの壁を超えられそうな予感がした。
[2]Raw: 物理の時間は、先程よりは授業らしく進み、生徒たちの間に彼の姿も埋もれてしまった。

TLC Notes:
[3]In Japan, it’s usually cheap apartment. In Indonesia, it’s like “Rumah Susun”

<<<Prologue
>>>Chapter 1.2. Bicycle and Destiny

 

Prologue – The Window God

The national language class after lunch was the most sleepy period.
Most of the students fell asleep, and the teacher too has given up reading the textbooks.

Alone amid all that, he was sitting straight.
However, it was a beautiful attitude, or rather a natural posture. As if standing over there.

With calm and delightful expression, looking at the textbook, or writing on his notebook.
His line of sight was very focused, somewhat gentle.

Sunlight from the windows wrapped around him.
Seems like dazzling, like warmth.

Like shouldering a halo, under the eye of affection, like the figure of Maria.
Somewhat divine, a tranquil love.

For some reason or another, he seemed like a god.

I wondered if he likes studying.
Or else, I wondered if there is anything good.

For some reason or another, until I who was looking too, I seemed to feel happy.

I want to ask.
What you are looking at, is it different from what I see?
Also, I want you to tell me….

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It is the prologue of “Benkyou no Kamisama wa Hitomishiri”, written by Kyouya, published in ncode.syosetu.com/n6171s/. MTL-ed into English by makenai89; TLC by zakii. Next chapter will be posted by the weekend.