Hi! I'm starting a big and complex work, and I really need help with translation. The thing is, I don't speak English, and I need someone to help me correct the text after the Internet translator, and I would really appreciate it.
The story of the life of the couple Misaki and Takumi is many times more real and based entirely on Japanese realities. The time I will use is the same as in the manga, except that the characters have grown up and the year 2009. This is just the basis, as I draw illustrations to this story and additional information that I will put on the Google drive, a little later I will place a link. The story will be quite heavy, psychological motives and health will be hurt, and there will be unpleasant moments of disease and medicine.
I will wait for your suggestions in reviews and in personal messages, I ask for your help! Thank you for your attention. I'll provide a part of the first chapter, hopefully it won't be terrible.
The morning, with soft but annoying rays, clung to the face of the sleeping blond, with a clearly set goal - to wake up the sleepyhead. Blinking his emerald eyes from a short, but nonetheless sound sleep, the young man stretched on the futon, stretching the muscles that had not had time to move away after sleep and crunching the bones.
With a final yawn, Takumi relaxed for a moment, squinting slightly against the bright sun. From under half-closed eyelids, examining the environment as if something would change, he tried to focus on something, and it became clear that everything was the same: their futon, which "ate" almost the entire area of the room, on which the couple was located. at night, if I had time; a small paper lamp, which occupied a place on the side of the young man; located to his right is a small kotatsu, at which the young couple most often ate, since they did not have a table; a small cherry chest of drawers with a couple of compartments; a multifunctional wardrobe and, finally, a round window, like a porthole, completed the whole composition.
There were very few things, as the place did not allow, but in order to somehow brighten up the empty room, the guys hung the walls with a couple of classic posters with sakura and Fujiyama. Also in the corner of the room from the kotatsu was a young bonsai, which cost a couple of bucks, but it was worth it, because the miniature tree made the place a little more alive, and its mint leaves brought brightness to this bottle of solid beige and wenge. The floor was traditionally covered with tatami, and the walls were painted with cream-colored paint.A student at a medical university was always studying at the kotatsu, often falling asleep on it, in a pile of textbooks, notebooks and other paperwork. Misaki was indignant and scolded every time, like a wife to a negligent hubby, but nevertheless she perfectly understood that it was hard for him, and he didn't have much choice. Therefore, in order to somehow help him, the brunette covered the young man with a blanket if she could not wake him up and move him to the futon. Now, there was not a single textbook on the kotatsu that the blond left at night. Looking around, he found a neatly folded kippah on the chest of drawers and, smiling softly, Takumi finally moved away from his daydreams, noticing that Misaki had already disappeared somewhere in the morning. However, this was the norm.
Hearing the clatter of plates and the barely audible swearing of his beloved, as well as smelling something fried (usually portending trouble), Usui barely calmed his heart, deciding not to rush headlong to help. His "dear" girlfriend really disliked that he did not trust her in cooking and tried to save the kitchen from such a terrible cook, from her. Deciding to avoid his fate in the morning, Takumi headed to the bathroom opposite the kotatsu.
Before taking bath procedures, Takumi grabbed bath accessories and clean linen from the chest of drawers, which were so carefully rolled into small "rolls" - such is the little Japanese thing about folding things, but only that it did not wrinkle much. All other clothes, mostly street clothes, hung in the built-in chosen the most beautiful attire in order to "please" his beloved, the still sleepy young man put on his bath slippers and entered the room.
The bathroom itself did not shine in size: it contained only a toilet with a built-in sink, a shower hose on the wall with a mirror and a stool opposite, a small bathtub, and a hanging waterproof cabinet that kept a lot of things needed for hygiene and cleaning. In addition to personal care products, there were many laundry bottles, a small laundry basket and towels. Above the bath and shower hose, there are several small shelves with partitions for jars, shampoos, intimate gels and washcloths.
The couple used the same tools to save money and not waste their already small shelf space. The bathroom itself was not cheap - instead of the usual plastic, the walls were covered with the same material, but waterproof (on the floor it was bright blue). It also did not differ in color on the walls, only in addition there were images of cats, childishly stylized and cute.
Taking off his underwear in one motion, Takumi put it in the basket, noticing his partner's pajamas as well. Noting in my mind to remember to wash everything before doing other household chores that day. But all this was after the bath procedures, and now the guy needed to wash himself properly.