Grimgar of Fantasy and Ash Volume 12

And if she tried to pet him, Peter-kun would take off like a ghost was appearing
in front of him.

Mimori-san didn’t like scaring Peter-kun, so she usually watched him from a
distance.

At school, it was decided that the class would be making a large paper lantern
for a float in the school festival.

The parade they would be dragging their paper lantern float around was a
regular event that locals looked forward to.

Mimori-san was interested enough to take part in drawing the pictures for it,
but she couldn’t voice her opinions, and she stopped halfway through. Working
on cutting the wood for the float instead, she repeatedly made mistakes and
broke things. Her classmates covered for her, but she felt bad enough about it
that she quit.

On a recommendation, she took part in painting the pieces of paper to be
pasted on the float. Here she managed to paint not just the paper, but her
hands and uniform as well. Well, it would be solved easily enough by washing
off, but her classmates made a huge fuss about it and said she should just go
home for the day, so she did.

That sort of thing happened a few times, and more and more, Mimori-san
was left to just watch.

All the work made a lot of garbage. An idea occurred to Mimori-san, and she
decided to carry all the garbage out to the designated spot for trash collection.
Checking with her classmates, asking, “Is this trash?” she went around
collecting rubbish. Once she had enough, she’d throw it all out at once.

She didn’t want to admit it, but Mimori-san was tall, her body was large, and
she was strong, too. She tried to take as much garbage with her as she could,
but she misjudged what she could handle, and nearly tripped going down the
stairs.

“Oh, Mimori-san. I’ll carry that.” One of the boys in her class was passing by
and snatched some of the garbage out of Mimori-san’s arms.

She was spared from falling down the stairs as a result, which made things

easier on her, but she was a little upset. Still, she couldn’t explain it, so she kept
quiet.

“...What’s wrong?” her sleepy-eyed classmate asked hesitantly.
“Nothing, really,” she replied.
“Oh, okay then,” her classmate replied, before stealing a few more pieces of
garbage from her.
“You took more.”
“Oh. Sorry. Should I not have?”
“It’s not that you shouldn’t have. But...”
“But...?”
Without replying, Mimori-san started going down the stairs.
One piece of garbage fell from her arms, and her sleepy-eyed classmate went,
“Whoa there,” and caught it.
Mimori-san glared at him.
“Ha ha...” Her classmate let out a forced laugh.
Mimori-san bit her lip a little, hurrying onward. Her sleepy-eyed classmate
walked a little ahead of her, peeking back at Mimori-san occasionally. He
seemed concerned she might drop something again.
They threw out the garbage where they were supposed to.
“I only know your first name,” Mimori-san said.
“Huh? Oh, come to think of it, we’ve never talked before, huh. My family
name’s...”
“Haruhiro.”
“Uh, yeah. That’s my first name...”
“I’m Mimori.”
“...Yeah, I already know?”
“You can call me Mimorin. If you’d like.”

“Sure... Mimorin?”
Her classmate with the lost and sleepy eyes reminded her of Peter-kun
somehow.

Scene #6: Your Sin

Moguzo was holding his head and groaning. “Hmmm...”
Ranta in the seat next to him noticed and asked, “Oh? What’s up, Moguzo?”
“Uh, well...” Moguzo fumbled to try to explain.
Ranta went, “Whoa! Hold on!” and looked down to his smartphone before
bursting out laughing like an idiot.
“...What are you looking at?”
“Huh? Videos. It’s Pikahyon. Pikahyon. You know what that is, right?”
“Pikaryon?”
“No. Pikahyon, man. What? You don’t know? You’re behind the times,
Moguzo. You’ll never be able to run through this dangerous modern society and
come out the other side like that. Well, then again, I guess you don’t seem like
the running type to begin with.”
“Y-Yeah. I think I’d like to walk nice and slowly...”
“That should be fine, right? I mean, we all go at our own pace. I’m running,
though! At top speed! I’m gonna race through at the speed of light!”
“Ranta-kun, sometimes, I dunno, it’s like you’re in a hurry to get through
life...”
“Huh? Do I look that way? Me, in a hurry? I’m rushing like crazy?” Ranta
seemed bashful. It seemed he’d taken it as a compliment.
“Y-Yeah. Maybe you do...”
“Well, I guess? I’ve always been all about living life in the fast lane. I mean,
time stops for no one, right? Like, you’ve gotta do all you can in life. It’s all

about living short and well. Oh, come to think of it, Moguzo, man, you were
moaning before, right?”

“No, I wasn’t moaning.”

“You weren’t? Of course! It’d be creepy to hear you moaning! Moaning, in
broad daylight, in your own seat in class! ...Hey, wait! Everyone’s acting creeped
out! They’re all totally creeped by me! They’re giving me the ‘What’re you
making pervy jokes for, you Great Perverted Demon Lord!’ look, too! This is
your fault, Moguzo!”

“Huh...? M-My fault?”

“Well, whatever, I don’t care.”

“Oh. You don’t...”

“I could keep digging, but I’m not going to strike comedy gold here! So I’m
pulling out immediately! Wise decision, right? I make wise decisions. I’m a real
wiseman. Get it? I’m Mr. Wise.”

“Y-Yeah. It means you’re smart. Because wise is English for wise...”

“That’s too on the nose! Give it a twist! Come on! Be a tornado!”

You make no sense, Moguzo thought, but for now he just said, “S-Sorry...” and
apologized.

Ranta sighed, crossed his arms, and went, “So...?” urging Moguzo to continue.
“What were you groaning for? Is it trouble? Is there something troubling you? Is
it the usual troubles of a boy in his youth? A woman, maybe? You fall for
someone? Huh?”

“No... it’s nothing like that.”

“It’s not? Boring. You’re a devilishly boring man. Yes, you are. Well, what
then? Oh, I’ve got it. Let me guess. It’s that, right? You wanna go to karaoke
today.”

“...Wh-Why?”

“And you’re going to sing.”

Moguzo was silent.

“You suck at singing. But people will push you to anyway. So you’re worrying
what to do. Well?”

“...Y-You’re right.”

“What, I’m right?! I was guessing randomly! How did I get it?! And hold on,
who are you going with? Is it a woman? Is it? It is, right? Oh, such youth!”

“Ummm, it’s with my family.”
“Familyyyy...?”
“W-With my two little sisters. Oh, and my cousin. My childhood friend who
lives next door is sort of coming, too, though...”

“Ch-Childhood friend? Is that... a woman?”
“...Y-Yes?”
“You are a sinnerrrrrrr!”
Ranta suddenly flipped the desk over.

The classroom went silent.
Ranta’s face was a mess of tears.
“You, buddy, have committed a sin. I count two little sisters, a female cousin,
and a childhood friend. You’re going to karaoke with four women! That is your
sin, Moguzo... As penance, take me with you.”
“...I don’t mind,” Moguzo said at last.

“What, you don’t?! Aw, yeah!”

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Copyright

Grimgar of Fantasy and Ash: Volume 12
by Ao Jyumonji
Translated by Sean McCann Edited by Emily Sorensen

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the
product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to
actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.

Copyright © 2018 Ao Jyumonji Illustrations by Eiri Shirai All rights reserved.
Original Japanese edition published in 2018 by OVERLAP
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