A veces no comprendo a Morinaga. Es

A veces no comprendo a Morinaga. Es infantil, meloso, celoso y… demasiado honesto.

Es un buen chico, ¿de acuerdo? Y un gran asistente. Jamás he dicho lo contrario. Claro que si no fuera homo, todo sería mucho mejor, ¿cierto?

En primer lugar, siempre está pegado a mí como chicle canturreando "Senpai, Senpai, Senpai" con su idiota sonrisa, invadiendo mi espacio personal. Siento que no me deja ni respirar. Y si bien no nací para los quehaceres domésticos, no tiene por qué acaparar todo él solo. Limpia, lava, plancha y cocina, pero no porque yo se lo pida, él lo hace porque quiere, ¿sí? Bah, no soy tan inútil como él piensa.

Sin embargo, en el laboratorio, es la única persona a la que podría soportar, aunque digamos que ya empecé a acostumbrarme a los nuevos asistentes. Pero Morinaga me sirve demasiado y puedo usarlo a mi antojo. Hace siempre lo que yo le digo o, en todo caso, deduce lo que quiero, aunque yo no hable. Me conoce demasiado bien. Eso es bueno y malo a la vez.

Lo peor es cuando se aprovecha de las circunstancias. Si hay gente, debo admitir que últimamente se controla un poco mejor, pero que ni crea que he olvidado lo que me hizo un día en plena calle. No obstante, cuando estamos solos, no deja de colgarse a mí como mono hambriento para obtener por lo menos un… beso. Siempre está en celo y si no estoy un poco alerta, me sacaría la ropa en menos de un maldito minuto. "Estamos solos aquí, Senpai", "No hay nadie hoy, Senpai". Kuso, ¡¿no entiende que ese no es el punto?! Seguro que no, porque no tiene sentido del peligro. Y en el departamento, "¿Hoy está bien, Senpai?" No, no, no, claro que no está bien… al menos no todos los santos días. Bueno, afortunadamente en la casa no hay nadie más y las paredes no son tan delgadas como las de aquel hotel en Canadá. ¡Ahhh, de solo recordar ese incidente, muero de la vergüenza!

Y cómo me estresa cuando entiende las cosas a su manera o tergiversa las situaciones según su conveniencia. Cuando vino el desgraciado de Isogai y me chantajeó con lo del karaoke, entró en pánico. Le expliqué claramente que él era el único con el que haría ese tipo de cosas, pero él lo tomó de un modo romántico y cursi, como siempre. Después, cuando vino a Nagoya el tal Masaki y le dije que no lo viera más, él lo tomó como que yo estaba celoso. ¿Es en serio? ¡Solo estaba preocupado! Y podría citar varios ejemplos, pero tengo que mencionar algo que me estresa mucho más que lo anterior. Esa maldita costumbre que tiene de desaparecer cuando tenemos alguna pelea o cuando las cosas se complican. No saber dónde ni con quién está… me irrita. Ah, pero mi estrés por excelencia es definitivamente cuando no mide el peligro de sus actos. Ese maldito otaku podría haberlo matado con la bomba, el arma o el incendio, pero él se lanzó como si fuera Superman o Superhomo o lo que sea. Hay momentos en los que me pongo a pensar qué habría pasado si... Ah, no. Debo borrar esos pensamientos, porque el solo hecho de rememorar esa tragedia, duele, y duele mucho. No quiero que ese idiota vuelva a poner su vida en peligro nunca más y mucho menos por algo que tenga que ver conmigo. Sin embargo, le estaré eternamente agradecido por haber cuidado de Kanako y por haberla salvado aquel fatídico día. Mi familia es lo más importante para mí, y después de ella, puedo decir con certeza que se encuentra Morinaga. Bueno, tampoco es que conozca a más gente.

Ahora bien, la familia de Morinaga es anormal. Yo también tengo un hermano homo, por si lo habían olvidado. Sin embargo, jamás de los jamases le habría dicho que es una deshonra o una vergüenza para nuestra familia ni lo habría desterrado como si fuera una cucaracha. Mandarlo lejos para evitar el escándalo y tratarlo de esa manera me parece inconcebible. Su baka aniki al menos ya no lo friega con eso, y también ¿con qué derecho?, si al parecer ya se involucró con el imbécil ese de Masaki. En serio, ¿este mundo está plagado de homos? Y lo más importante, ¿me tengo que topar con uno de ellos cada día de mi vida?

Volviendo un poco a lo anterior… los gustos de Morinaga son extraños. Fijarse en Masaki puede tener sentido, porque aunque me caiga como patada al hígado, puedo darme cuenta de que el tipo tiene su pinta. Claro que resultó siendo un maldito imbécil que lo lastimó y eso no se lo puedo perdonar. Tal vez tenía cualidades que al idiota de Morinaga le impresionaron o yo qué sé. Pero hasta el día de hoy realmente no comprendo cómo Morinaga se pudo haber fijado en mí. Quiero decir, no soy atractivo, soy un ratón de biblioteca, o mejor dicho, una rata de laboratorio, soy antisocial, tiránico e impulsivo, tengo un carácter de porquería, y no sé nada de esas cursilerías del amor. Soy inteligente, estudioso y trabajador, eso sí, y me preocupo mucho por mi familia. Son los únicos puntos más o menos rescatables que puedo encontrar en mí, pero eso es todo. ¿Eso basta para enamorarse de alguien? No tengo ni idea. En cambio, Morinaga es… diferente. Estoy seguro de que a cualquier lugar al que vaya, tendrá amigos. Así de sociable es. Tiene un buen carácter, es amable, servicial y generoso, tanto que a veces llega a ser irritante. Y muy en el fondo sé que no habría mujer, hombre, animal o planta que pudiera resistirse a él. Por eso jamás entenderé por qué me eligió a mí.

No quiero ahondar en este tema, pero no puedo evitar pensar a veces que… él me hace sentir extraño. No soy homo, definitivamente no lo soy, pero cuando él me mira, me toca o… bueno, otras cosas, me siento raro y mi cuerpo reacciona de una manera que no debería reaccionar ante otro hombre. Pero es solo con él. No ha habido ni habrá otra persona en el mundo con la que me pueda suceder eso. Y sencillamente no entiendo por qué. Algún día realmente me gustaría comprenderlo.

Morinaga es especial. No tengo una razón para decirlo, simplemente lo sé. Le dije que se quedara, y más le vale hacerlo. Le dije que no huiría más, no tengo idea ni de qué, pero lo vi satisfecho cuando se lo dije y eso me basta. Y lo vi feliz. Cuando no está sonriendo como idiota, me preocupa. Cuando pone esa cara de estar feliz, pero parece que quisiera llorar, me molesta. Cuando carga con el peso de todo él solo, me revienta. Cuando me dice que me ama… le creo.

Aunque no entienda la razón por la que alguien como él se haya enamorado de alguien como yo… le creo.

Quédate, Morinaga. Y es todo lo que puedo decirte por ahora.

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Sometimes I do not understand to Morinaga. It is infantile, honeyed, jealous and too honest.It is a good guy, right? And a great Assistant. I have never said otherwise. Of course, that if it wasn't homo, everything would be much better, right?Firstly, always striked me as gum humming '' Senpai, Senpai, Senpai"with his idiotic smile, invading my personal space. I feel that it will not let me nor breathing. And although I was not born to the household chores, does not have why hoarding all the single. Clean, lava, ironing and cooking, but not because I ask for it, he does because he wants to, Yes? Bah, I'm not as useless as he thinks.However, in the laboratory, is the only person that could withstand, but let's say that I already started to get used to the new attendees. But Morinaga serves me too and I use it at my leisure. Always does what I say or, in any case, deduce what I want, even though I do not speak. You know me too well. That is good and bad at the same time.The worst is when you take advantage of the circumstances. If there are people, I have to admit that lately is controlled a little better, but not creating that I have forgotten what I did one day in the middle of the street. However, when we are alone, not let hang me like hungry monkey to get at least a... Kiss. It is always in heat and if I am not a little warning, bring me clothes in less than a damn minute. "We are alone here, Senpai", "there is no one today, Senpai". Kuso, do not understand that that is not the point? Surely not, because it has no sense of danger. And in the Department, "today is right, Senpai?" No, no, no, clear is not well... at least not all of the holy days. Well, fortunately in the House there is no one more and the walls are not as thin as the of that hotel in Canada. Ahhh, just remember that incident, die of shame!And how I stressed when you understand things their way or misrepresents the situations at their convenience. When came the unfortunate of Isogai and blackmailed me with the karaoke, went into panic. I told him clearly that he was the only one that would do such things, but he took it a romantic and cheesy, so as always. Later, when came to Nagoya the such Masaki and I told him that no more saw it, he took it that I was jealous. Is it serious? I was just worried! And I could cite several examples, but I have to mention something that I stressed much more than the above. That damn habit has disappear when we have a fight or when things get complicated. Not knowing where or who is... irritating me. Ah, but my stress par excellence is definitely when does not measure the danger of his actions. That damn otaku could have killed him with the pump, gun, or the fire, but it was launched as if Superman or Superhomo or whatever. There are moments in which I think about what would have happened if... Ah, no. I delete those thoughts, because just remember this tragedy, it hurts, and hurts. I don't that that idiot again put your life in danger anymore and much less for something that has to do with me. I however, am eternally grateful for having care of Kanako and having saved that fateful day. My family is the most important thing for me, and after it, I can say with certainty that is Morinaga. Well, it is not to know more people.However, the family of Morinaga is abnormal. I also have a brother homo, in case they had forgotten it. However, never of takes them he would tell you that it is a disgrace or shameful for our family or would have banished it as if it were a cockroach. Sending it off to avoid the scandal and treat it that way seems inconceivable. His aniki baka however already do not scrub it with that, and also with what right?, if apparently already got involved with the imbecile that Masaki. Seriously, is this world full of homos? And most importantly, do I have to come up with one of them every day of my life?Volviendo un poco a lo anterior… los gustos de Morinaga son extraños. Fijarse en Masaki puede tener sentido, porque aunque me caiga como patada al hígado, puedo darme cuenta de que el tipo tiene su pinta. Claro que resultó siendo un maldito imbécil que lo lastimó y eso no se lo puedo perdonar. Tal vez tenía cualidades que al idiota de Morinaga le impresionaron o yo qué sé. Pero hasta el día de hoy realmente no comprendo cómo Morinaga se pudo haber fijado en mí. Quiero decir, no soy atractivo, soy un ratón de biblioteca, o mejor dicho, una rata de laboratorio, soy antisocial, tiránico e impulsivo, tengo un carácter de porquería, y no sé nada de esas cursilerías del amor. Soy inteligente, estudioso y trabajador, eso sí, y me preocupo mucho por mi familia. Son los únicos puntos más o menos rescatables que puedo encontrar en mí, pero eso es todo. ¿Eso basta para enamorarse de alguien? No tengo ni idea. En cambio, Morinaga es… diferente. Estoy seguro de que a cualquier lugar al que vaya, tendrá amigos. Así de sociable es. Tiene un buen carácter, es amable, servicial y generoso, tanto que a veces llega a ser irritante. Y muy en el fondo sé que no habría mujer, hombre, animal o planta que pudiera resistirse a él. Por eso jamás entenderé por qué me eligió a mí.No quiero ahondar en este tema, pero no puedo evitar pensar a veces que… él me hace sentir extraño. No soy homo, definitivamente no lo soy, pero cuando él me mira, me toca o… bueno, otras cosas, me siento raro y mi cuerpo reacciona de una manera que no debería reaccionar ante otro hombre. Pero es solo con él. No ha habido ni habrá otra persona en el mundo con la que me pueda suceder eso. Y sencillamente no entiendo por qué. Algún día realmente me gustaría comprenderlo.Morinaga es especial. No tengo una razón para decirlo, simplemente lo sé. Le dije que se quedara, y más le vale hacerlo. Le dije que no huiría más, no tengo idea ni de qué, pero lo vi satisfecho cuando se lo dije y eso me basta. Y lo vi feliz. Cuando no está sonriendo como idiota, me preocupa. Cuando pone esa cara de estar feliz, pero parece que quisiera llorar, me molesta. Cuando carga con el peso de todo él solo, me revienta. Cuando me dice que me ama… le creo.Aunque no entienda la razón por la que alguien como él se haya enamorado de alguien como yo… le creo.Quédate, Morinaga. Y es todo lo que puedo decirte por ahora.

Kết quả (Anh) 2:

Sometimes I do not understand Morinaga. It's childish, sweet, jealous and ... too honest. He's a good boy, okay? And a great assistant. I never said otherwise. Of course, if it were not homo, everything would be much better, right? First, always stuck to me like gum humming "Senpai, Senpai, Senpai" with his smile fool, invading my personal space. I feel that not even let me breathe. And while I was not born for housework, you do not have to hoard everything himself. Clean, wash, iron and kitchen, but not because I ask him, he does it because he wants to, okay? Bah, I'm not as useless as he thinks. However, in the laboratory, is the only person I could bear, but I started to say and get used to the new attendees. But Morinaga serves me too and I can use it at will. Always do what I say or, in any case, follows what I want, although I do not speak. He knows me too well. That's good and bad at the same time. The worst is when you take advantage of the circumstances. If there are people, I have to admit that lately is controlled a little better, but not believe that I forgot what made ​​me one day in the street. However, when we're alone, no longer hang me like a hungry monkey to get at least ... kiss. He is always in season and if I'm not a little warning would take my clothes in less than a damn minute. "We are alone here, Senpai," "No one today, Senpai." Kuso, do not you understand that that's not the point ?! Surely not, because he has no sense of danger. And in the department, "Today's okay, Senpai?" No, no, no, of course that's not right ... at least not every single day. Well, fortunately in the house no one else and the walls are not as thin as those of that hotel in Canada. Ahhh, just remember that incident, dying of shame! And how I stressed when understands things his way or misrepresents the situation in their favor. When it came Isogai miserable and blackmailed me with karaoke, she panicked. I explained clearly that he was the only one I would do that kind of thing, but he took it a romantic and cheesy, as usual mode. Then, when it came to such Masaki Nagoya and told him I would not see him again, he took it as I was jealous. Are u serious? I was just worried! And I could cite many examples, but I have to mention something that stresses me much more than this. That damn habit of disappearing when we have a fight or when things get complicated. Not knowing where or who you are ... it irritates me. Ah, but my stress when excellence is definitely not measure the danger of his actions. That damn otaku could have killed him with the bomb, the weapon or fire, but he threw himself like Superman or Superhomo or whatever. There are times when I start to think what would have happened if ... Oh, no. I erase those thoughts, because the mere fact of remembering that tragedy, it hurts, and it hurts a lot. I do not want that idiot again put his life in danger anymore, much less something that has to do with me. However, I am eternally grateful that I care for saving her Kanako and that fateful day. My family is the most important to me, and after, I can say with certainty is that Morinaga. Well, not that I know more people. However, the family of Morinaga is abnormal. I also have a gay brother, in case you had forgotten. But I never, ever would have said that it is a disgrace and an embarrassment to our family nor I would have banished like a cockroach. You send him away to avoid scandal and treat me that way seems inconceivable. Your aniki Baka at least not scrub with that, and what right ?, if apparently already involved with the idiot that Masaki. Seriously, this world is full of homos? And most importantly, I have to come up with one of them every day of my life? Turning a little above ... Morinaga tastes are strange. Masaki notice it may make sense, because even drop kick me as liver, I can realize that the guy has his pint. Of course it proved to be a damn fool to hurt him and that I can not forgive. Maybe he had the qualities that impressed him Morinaga idiot or I do not know. But until today really I do not understand how Morinaga may have noticed me. I mean, I'm not attractive, I'm a bookworm, or rather, a lab rat, I'm antisocial, tyrannical and impulsive, have a character of crap, and I know nothing of those corny love. I am smart, studious and hardworking, yes, and I care a lot for my family. They are the only more or less redeemable points that I can find me, but that's all. Is that enough to fall in love with someone? I have no idea. Instead, Morinaga is ... different. I'm sure that wherever you go, have friends. So it is sociable. Has a good character, it is friendly, helpful and generous, so much that sometimes it becomes irritating. And deep down I know that there would be female, male, animal or plant that could resist him. So never understand why he chose me. I do not want to delve into this subject, but I can not help thinking sometimes that ... it makes me feel strange. I'm not gay, I definitely am not, but when he looks at me, touch me or ... well, anything, I feel weird and my body reacts in a way that should not react to another man. But it is only with him. There has not been nor will be another person in the world with which I may happen that. And just I do not understand why. Someday I'd really like to understand. Morinaga is special. I have no reason to say, I just know it. I told him to stay, and you'd better do it. I said I would not run again, I have no idea or what, but I saw pleased when I told him and that is enough. And I saw him happy. When he is not smiling like an idiot, I worry. When you put that face to be happy, but would mourn it seems, I bother me. When loaded with the weight of all himself, busting me. When he tells me he loves me ... I think. Although not understand why someone like him has been in love with someone like me ... I believe him. Stay, Morinaga. And it is all that I can tell you for now.

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Sometimes I Don't understand Morinaga. It's CHILDISH, Mellow, Jealous and... Too honest.

is a Good Boy, okay? And a great Assistant. I Never Said otherwise. Of course, if not homo, everything would be much better, right?

First, is always close to me like a Gum "Champ, Champ, Champ" with his Stupid Smile, Invading my personal space.I'm sorry that I can't even Breathe. And although I was not born to Housework, Don't Hoard everything himself. Clean, Wash, Iron, and kitchen, but not because I ask him, he does so because he wants to, okay? Well, I'm not so useless as he thinks.

however, in the laboratory, is the only person who could bear,But Say I started to get used to New attendees. But Morinaga serves me too and I can use it at will. Always do what I say, or, in any case, what I want, but I Don't Talk. You know me too well. This is good and bad at the same time.

I took advantage of the circumstances. If there are people,I must admit that there is a little better, but I think I've Forgotten what I did one day in the street. However, when we're alone, Don't leave me hanging like Hungry Monkey to get at least one kiss. Is always in heat and if I'm not a Little Warning, I take the clothes in less than a minute. " We are alone here, Champ "," no one todaySenpai. Kuso, does not understand that this is not the point? - sure not, because she has no sense of danger. And in the Department, "Today's Okay, Champ?" No, no, no, of course not good... Not least of all the Holy Days. Fortunately, there's no one else in the house and the walls are not as thin as the One Hotel in Canada. Ahhh, just remember that incident.Die of Shame!

I understand when and how different things your way or misrepresents situations according to your convenience. When he came he Isogai and Blackmailed me with Karaoke, panicked. I explained that he was the only one that would do that kind of stuff, but he took a romantic and Corny, like always. Later,When it came to Nagoya Masaki and told her not to see him, he took him as I was Jealous. Are you serious? I was just concerned. And I could cite Several examples, but I have to mention something I stressed much more than before. The Bad Habit that has disappeared when we have any Fights or when things get complicated.Not knowing where or who he's with... Irritates me. Ah, but my stress is most definitely not measured when the danger of their acts. That Bloody otaku could have killed him with the Bomb, The Weapon or the Fire, but he was like Superman or superhomo or whatever. There are times when I think about what would have happened if... Oh, no. I must delete those thoughts,Because the very act of Remembering that Tragedy, Hurt, and it hurts. I Don't want that asshole again put her life in danger again, and much less by anything to do with me. However, I am eternally grateful to it for having taken care of by Kanako and have saved that fateful Day. My family is the most important to me, and after her,I can say with certainty that is Morinaga. Well, IT's not known to most people. However, the family of Morinaga is abnormal. I also have a BROTHER homo, for if he had forgotten. However, never ever I would have said that it is a shame or embarrassment to our family would have banished like a Cockroach.