Hello to you dear reader!

Disclaimer: I am a French author and I noticed that my story "Une nouvelle vie à Tokyo" is read by americans. I decided to translate my story into English to make it easier for you to understand. However, I don't have the time or the skills to translate my story into English myself. I decided to use a translation software (DeepL) to help me to do it. Thank you for your understanding.

Here is the 2nd chapter of the story!

Personally I loved writing it, it's the one I've had the most fun with so far, so I hope that comes across when you read it!

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Chapter 2: Two students in the city

"I'll take this one please! Zenitsu asked.

- All right, I'll get you a spare one, I'll be right back," the saleswoman replied.

After buying the book that Zenitsu was missing, the boys had stumbled upon a furniture store, both new and used, which was very convenient for the blond boy who just happened to need something to store the rest of his things.

"Thank you for your purchase, see you soon in our sign, thanked the saleswoman.

- Now where do we go? Zenitsu asked his best friend after greeting the employee.

- Well, since you bought the furniture before our shopping, I'll say we go to the nearest Konbini (1) for this one. You're loaded, so I'll carry both of our groceries on a shorter trip that way. "Tanjiro answered

With that, the duo headed back to their neighborhood, looking for the convenience store that could feed them.

"I'll take some pancakes and for snacks, some meat and vegetables to make a curry," Tanjiro thought aloud as he entered the Seven Eleven.

- Oh yes! Pancakes, your Tanjiro pancakes! They're the best, with maple syrup on them! exclaimed Zenitsu with stars in her eyes. But I'm not going to take many things, the furniture was not in my budget. I wasn't fair either, but I'll watch my savings.

- Don't worry, I'll prepare more than my meals and I'll save some for you. Since we are next door to each other, maybe you can even smell, or rather hear when it's close! said Tanjiro smiling.

- Oh thank you, thank you God for giving me such a friend, the blond man cried, for the pain I hug you!

- Yes yes, Tanjiro answered smiling while trying to disengage himself from his friend. We will separate, it will take less time like that, because I will admit to you that not having slept in the train or the subway like you, I begin to get tired. You take what you need for the pancakes, I'll take care of the meals and at the same time look if there are discounts, you never know. See you soon!

"Well, I'll take a basket and the ingredients for the pancakes," Zenitsu thought as she headed for the baking aisle. But I'll take what he needs...But what do you need for pancakes? I'm only good at eating them! he thought, panicking. Wait for Zenitsu, I mean the great and incredible Zenitsu! Stop worrying about nothing. I'll just look up a recipe on the internet and it'll be fine, yes!"

He took the ingredients for the recipe, and busy with his thoughts, the boy did not realize that a person was in front of him and he ran into him. But was it a person or a wall, for he fell backwards without the obstacle moving one iota.

"Oh sorry! Excuse me, I was on my phone and didn't pay attention to you! " Said Zenitsu apologizing and bowing flatly, not daring to look at his interlocutor. Not getting an answer he decided to look in front of him to know who or what he was dealing with. But he only saw a shape, maybe a back, of lilac color. Not understanding, he leaned his head back and looked up.

"A giant. A mountain of muscle with white hair. Yet he doesn't look so old. A little older than me. He has a lot of jewelry. Ah, he has an eye tattoo too.

Oh boy.

A yakuza.

It's over.

Goodbye Tanjiro, Nezuko-chan, Inosuke, grandpa, my friends, Zenitsu thought as his soul slowly started to leave his body.

- Hm? What do you want the worm? "asked the young man with white hair with a blasé air, making burst by the same time his bubble of chewing-gum, which had obviously not felt anything.

The pop of the bubble brought him out of his torpor.

- Uh, I was saying I'm sorry I bumped into you. I wasn't paying attention. I hope I didn't hurt you. Zenitsu said in a small voice.

- Badly? To me? A little thing like you? Don't make me laugh, kid! Go back to your mother, said the young man with a mocking laugh.

- Kid? At my mother's house?! I'm 18 years old ! You can keep your superior air with your white hair, bleaching is outdated! exclaimed Zenitsu

His words had gone beyond his thoughts. But it was too late now. They were spoken and hammered into stone, like her name on her future tombstone.

"At least, I will die with dignity, without being made walk on me, which is rather funny of my share besides", he says himself by consoling. The course of its thoughts was made interrupt by the shaking of its interlocutor, then its thunderous laughter.

- Hahaha! Hahahaha! I can't stop myself! laughed the young man. You're making fun of my bleach when you have blonde hair, you moron? But that's incredible! And you're acting proudly while you're 5'10" with your arms up! You're not afraid of anything!

- But I...

- Zenitsu! called Tanjiro coming closer to him. What's going on? Oh, I heard you talking, did you make a friend?

- Not at all! Come on, I've finished filling the basket! Zenitsu grabbed his friend's arm and took him at the speed of light to the crate.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" thought Zenitsu, sweating profusely. Go yes, thank you, goodbye, we will think about politeness after Tanjiro, it's my life that is at stake here! No our lives now, he saw you with me, oh sorry Tanjiro it's over for you too...

- You don't look very well Zenitsu, you didn't catch a cold by any chance? asked his friend.

- No, clean! Everything is fine! It's good, it's paid ? Well, let's go, let's not waste time !

- Hey, you little brat! exclaimed the potential yakuza approaching the box.

- Don't turn around Tanjiro, and run! Said the blond taking the wrist of his friend and running towards the exit.

- What the hell is going on Zenitsu?! Why are we running? Tanjiro said panting, burdened by their purchases.

- Sorry Tanjiro, we have to run home, it's a matter of life and death! ... But don't look at me like that! You know that guy I was talking to? Well, he's a yakuza, a YA-KU-ZA! Like in the movies! And I spoke to him badly, but because he was looking for me! So, it's shit, he's going to want to finish me, we have to run away !

- But why would it be a yakuza? Did he tell you?

- He has a tattoo on his eye and he's 2 cubic meters, does that suit you as an explanation ?! No need for a big speech with such arguments!

The boys continued their run until they arrived in front of the residence. Zenitsu checked thirty times that they were not followed, and they ran into the building, then into their apartments, out of breath as ever.

A few hours later, in another apartment, in another residence.

Brrr...Brrr...Brrr...Br.

"Hello! To what do I owe a call at this hour, Tengen?

- The pleasure of annoying you, Kyôjurô!"

(1) Konbini are Japanese mini-markets, very widespread in the country and generally open 24 hours a day. Seven Eleven is a konbini store.