11 Aug 2012

½ Prince V8C2: Second Life – Out of Control

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½ Prince Volume 8: Eternal Legend

Original novel in Chinese by: 御我 (Yu Wo)

Chapter 2: Second Life – Out of Control – translated by ErodingPersona

After I struggled to stand, I charged to the rooftop with everyone else and saw Lolidragon kneeling down on the ground. Her entire demeanor was that of a person in shock. There were even two tracks of tears running down her face…

How am I supposed to comfort Lolidragon like this? I couldn’t help feeling frustrated. The total number of times I had actually comforted someone was so infrequent that it was pathetic… I think it’s mostly been other people comforting me instead of the other way around.

“Wow, so you actually know how to cry? I thought that you only knew how to cackle evilly like a witch.” Yang Ming walked over to Lolidragon in an infuriating manner and teased her.

Lolidragon swiveled her head around. “That’s right! After all, I’m just a scary old witch that no one loves.”

Yang Ming suddenly coughed. “Actually, riding on a broomstick is also quite fun!”

Continued

18 Jul 2012

½ Prince V8C1: Greetings to Long Dian

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½ Prince Volume 8: Eternal Legend

Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)

Chapter 1: Greetings to Long Dian – translated by Evangeline

The people who had been sitting obediently in the car all came crowding over to the window closest to me. Even though general traffic safety rules did say that sticking one’s head or hands out of a car is prohibited, that rule was clearly only taught to children, and wasn’t shown to the insolent adults and youngsters in this car. All of them were just short of sticking their legs out the car.

“Hi, everyone!” Since this was our first meeting, I was curious to guess who was who. Eh? That super classy, cute girl looks a lot like Doll. Hmm? Could that woman being embraced by my school’s doctor Wolf-dàgē be Yu Lian-dàsăo? Wolf-dàgē is so lucky. She looks like she will be a great wife and mother… Strange, who’s the boy with the baby face?

“Ah, we’re going to crash!” Yang Ming suddenly jerked the steering wheel around with both hands, narrowly missing a car by an inch. After the vehicle recovered its balance, he screamed in a voice that shook with fear, “Bastard! Can’t you keep your eyes on the road?”

I couldn’t help but turn around and ask my brother, who was in the seat behind me, “Yang Ming, who is that baby-faced boy?”

“How should I know!” Yang Ming answered without daring to take his eyes off of the oncoming traffic.

Continued